Trapped and scared
The Earth has you
To be free of this
It's the way you view
Without its air
Down you go
Without the sun
You've nothing to show
Nature's caught you
In its game
When ripped from it
You're not the same
It has you wrapped
In its net
There is no life
Where there's no wet
Dependent on it
You struggle to hold
You tighten your grip
Until you get old
Then nature's last trick
Wears you out
Gravity has won
Your pitiful bout
But during your struggle
You created a child
She was born to you
Not to the wild
She fights your fight
Descends on the war
It will never end
No matter what you are for
But living on
Is enough for a win
Forever the battle will rage
Again and again
January 07, 2000
(I literally was 16 and this was deep when I wrote it)