Just Man.
Man errupted and corrupted
fullfiled pages of history told
only he who invented sword
in his hands pretends to defend
but evil pushed him to offend

Deism and unknown are no way
fellowers,technology is our abey
in which distances are reduced
to become one spot in univers
even nature becomes his subway
Inventions made world a tree
where branches raise high free
what sweet fruits she gives!

A bad worm fissured to feed
no choice to avoid she bleed
we fear one day there is no seed
collective hope we must feel indeed
Man is first and last real shade
whatever was his blood and creed