Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Burned


Burned

The sun is a very childish being. When one first learns of the suns age they might exclaim at how old it is, but on the contrary, the sun is very new, a teenager if you will. The sun flaunts itself as the planets orbit around it, soaking in the feeling of praise greedily. Of course, the sun has always been very childish. Even during the time when humans once believed the Earth was the center of the universe, the sun was still acting in childish ways. Beaming its attention seeking rays into the minds of men, forcing them to realize that the sun is indeed the center of all. Forcing them into changing their ways so it can feel better about itself. 

The sun is no doubt the most important source of life and light the has ever shone upon Earth, but it is also the most deadly. Capable of burning entire planets up in a split second, one could say that kind of power is foolishly trusted within such a immature entity. 

Even now the sun demonstrates how spoiled it has become over the years of forced adoration. The sun shines down, not a cloud in sight to block its damaging rays, how could there be? The suns made sure to evaporate all of them as quickly as they come. No one can go outside, for the fear of burning. No work is being done. Somewhere in the world fires are starting, food is being destroyed in deadly flames. The people will starve, the ball of fire in the sky knows that. The planets in forced orbit know it as well, pleading with the child king to spare the dwellers of earth, as well as the planet itself. 

Many are starving by now, the animals cannot stand such intense heat. Soon there will be no hope for the humans. But still the sun continues its relentless assault, finally revealing the cause of all this destruction. Somewhere in the galaxies, somewhere no one can see, a star was out of position, thus causing the suns rage. The planets all cry out in one almost audible shout, but there is only one thing that can please the selfishness of the sun. 

Clouds form in the skies over the burning crops, pouring the first rain the dry earth has seen in months. Humans eagerly run outside, taking in the quenching liquid with happy hearts, thanking the sun for its mercy. Feeding the suns ego. 

Somewhere in the sky a star’s light flickers into darkness.  

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