You once were my Earth baby.
When I entered the planets atmosphere, and saw his dark surface,
I knew it was too late.
I didn’t heard the alarms on time.
His gravity was still there,
He still was a huge planet, but there was nothing left.
The ship came down, (I delayed the landing, just to skim,
to see, or find something,)
but I found nothing but grey landscapes, again and again,
burnt woods and black lands
rotten seas and bare mountains.
I made the ship descend, on a place were used to be
A dense forest.
The sky was black too with no atmosphere
And there were hills of ashes.
Gosh, I said-
I walked inside the forest, my light went blue,
Poorly illuminating that vast space
And the endless darks beyond the lines of trees.
It was a desolated place, in a desolated nigth,
And I was the last around.
What should I do right now? I thought.
I looked up. What should I do, friend?
But there it was just a long vacuum,
a open space in intimate touch with the void
an endless wall of silence.
I was just a man, with a small blue torch to light.
I knew, anyway what to do. I did everything I could in that time,
And began planting some seeds deep, and left a beacon just i case,
maybe, some day, who knows.
Then I left, and didn’t look back until I was really far there.