Gods Walk Amongst Us

Gods Walk Amongst Us

People talk, debate, about the rise and fall of the currently occupied civilized world
Carried on the shoulders of personal beliefs that are as solid as wooden nickels
Rome and Caesar, Alexandria and Alexander, old and new to name but a few

Decadent times, immoral escapades, crumbling knowledgeable foundations
In these struggles to respond to daily events, that's not how life will be measured
In these times of sink, swim, or rescued, baked or blown away, a yardstick stands

Timing, quantity and quality, of our rebuilding efforts, will determine if we rise or fall
Leaving damage unrepaired week after week, cities of rubble blossom undisturbed
Six trillion trees once shaded Earth, blocked the burning sun, roots holding onto dirt

Now down to three trillion trees, now half of every roof, covering every building, gone
The unprotected rooms, blasted by the weather, portals to the living gods of weather
Gods once banished as the property of ignorance, now walk the lands with authority