I fear for the angels amongst us
Myself included
It would appear the demons have won
Gobbling up the land
Stealing many of the riches

Humanity will no longer
In its current form
Survive
It cannot

The Earth in her wisdom
In her strength
In her beauty will always win

The suffering
The breakdown
The death that this propagated evil leaves in its wake
Is painful to witness for those of us who know

Love and compassion
And caring for each other
IS THE ONLY WAY
To stay afloat
On their tumultuous sea of greed

There are no riches that can be hoarded
Without the consequences of
Breakdown and destruction

I take these fleeting moments I have left
Here on my version of this Earth
And I look back
Now understanding that we all had choices
For it to be a heaven or a hell

The many small-minded, ego-driven, sad little men
Who think they are winners have chosen hell
They’ve done nothing but
Destruct, ruin, ravage
Every last thing that holds beauty

So little they can comprehend
Their stupidity leading the way

They haven’t won at all
They have lost

The power of the Universe wins
The Earth is goodness and compassion
And only the good and compassion lives on

The angels thrive and flourish
Dancing in the harmonious flow of the Cosmos
While the demons consume each other
Ultimately turning to dust

Thank the Goddesses and the Gods alike.

Tricia Schwaba August 2, 2026