Age of Man
There was a time earth was pure and sweet,
This abode is where man and woman were destined to meet,
Since that beautiful rendez-vous the world lost much of its beautiful bounty,
The earth being left to man who bore the task of neglecting his rightful duty,
In keeping The Creator's splendrous domain in perfect order,
And restrain himself from crossing the sinful border,
For the Highest ruler of all things, man knows He does not approve
In spoiling a wondrous creation-- the supreme power is no longer moved,
The Sovereign hoping, in the age of iniquity that man regains a steadfast hold,
With a more resourceful responsibility and a fresh start so bold,
Improve a poorly managed toil of ruining once lavish surroundings,
Transformed into a sincere courage astounding,
Until then The Artist shall eternally with weeping eyes mourn,
Unless man ousts the thorn...
Have you not all guessed?
The Age of Man--is Pisces at its best!
BRIAN & LOUISE
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