Man Over the Abyss
A brown tribe destroyed another tribe,
A red beast devoured the human mind.
From the Rhine to the Volga's shore,
Rolled the waves of endless war.
Science and rational thought astray,
Lost their path—and death found way.
Blood-soaked earth beneath the sky
Shapes the truths by which we live and die.
"Never again!" in terror they cried,
Those words in stone were carved with pride.
Power accumulated in every hand,
A nuclear winter threatened the land.
"One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,"
A foot touched heaven's sphere—words grandly defined.
The table was like a royal feast,
Blue jeans brought the fruits of progress.
The twentieth century reached its end,
Someone raised a glass with cheerful friends.
Too much had happened unto man,
The next age waited just ahead.
Impact! Babel's tower burned in flame,
At the twenty-first century's dawn it came.
Burning, screaming, innocent lives,
God and Satan mingled in the night.
Artemis circles the Moon on high,
While someone screams where the drones strike.
Human power—where lies its bound?
Will a dreadful ending yet be found?
He shall perish when he turns away,
From God, and from His righteous way.
Unless he learns what good and evil are,
And follows truth instead of war.
He will burn in the fire he lit,
Consumed by flames arising from it.
Unless he thanks the One above,
Who fashioned him in wisdom and love.
Created in His image bright,
And given a purpose, clear and right:
To live and love one another well,
And praise the Creator at morning's bell.
Human blood is sacred still,
Beyond the shore of cunning ill.
Is this age the final one?
The golden question must be asked by everyone.
Across a rope above the abyss walks man,
One step aside—and down he falls again.
The twenty-first century shall mark the line:
Back into dust—or to Proxima Centauri's shine.
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