Third Rank From The Sun!
In this vast darkness of space, rolls a ball of fire all a blaze.
Third rank to this ball of fire, a planet will arise, earth!
Plants and animals will be its inhabitants, water and oxygen
will be plentiful.
After many millions of years, A new life form will emerge.
Man!
(Destruction is in-evadable)
Written By:
Roy A. McGill
© all rights reserved 3/27/91
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