Once, before the people moved in,

before they took my brothers

and sisters

and cousins

and friends,

I saw the sun.

I grew up

and I grew strong,

trying to reach the sky.

I meant to make

the world beautiful,

but I was robbed

of the opportunity

and I was conquered

and processed

and covered

in symbols I never understood

and I was a tree

and I missed the sun.

Once, the people evolved,

they grew into sisters

and brothers

and cousins

and friends,

they met the sun.

They grew out

and they grew powerful

and they tried to reach the sky.

They meant to make

the world theirs.

They robbed the whole Earth

by seizing their opportunity

to conquer

and process

and cover

her with inadequacy and incompetence

and they were the people

and they missed the point.