A poem

[InaVegt]

Kings will come and kings wil perish.
Nations will rise and nations wil fall.
But the earth will not die like a fish,
nor does it care about science's call.

Energy sources can be lost from earth.
Humankind might just become extint.
But the earth will hold it's slight curve
and it will keep it's nice green tint.

[Brickwall]

Ah, anti-humanocentric philosophy. And fish. I always hold the opinion that if a rhyme seems like a stretch, it should be heavily rethought. But I'm not regarded as a terribly good poet. Just a fast one.

Disclaimer: Words in red are totally made up.