Getting back.
One mans greed, is not one mans sorrow. The dark ages of mankind is yet to come. The trees are falling and the air is thickening. The pollution of this planet is at highrise with its inhabitants. Where is the hero? Where is the help? One wise man said a long time ago that the earth is our home, the soil feed our thoughts. We live in harmony with this planet and so shall be it, if we missuse our power we shall be struck down. Not by wind, weather or God. By the ground we stand on, the ground our forefathers swore to protect, the land they died for. We shall not survive. The apocalypse is here. Hear her growl. Save what can be saved and leave everything else behind. Starvation is upon us. Save us.
- Hero Unknown
- Hero Unknown
