Our world is a ball of life

From the depths of the molten core
Up to the deep ocean floor

People walking back and forth
To the roof of the world trade center
Living proof of the power of,
The universe.

Bright blue sky bright as eyes
The eyes are swollen bruises
The mountains build and rise
above our surface, dirty,  we scratch
Purpose is all we seek.

The stale crust of this lively rock
The burning bright stars of the black and blue sky
The crashing waves of our ocean
creepy green forests of this hidden world
and the cold earthy soil of our home.