Dawn of life upon a planet;
creatures gather forming habit.
Hungry, cold, protection needed;
create their gods and pray to feed it.
Faith gives shelter, provides the meat;
cold submits, retreats fire’s heat.
“Heed our words, sacrifice provide,
you and want – we shall divide.”

With flawed reflections, tribes seek their dues;
need begets greed, and disfunction ensues.
They waged their wars upon each other, for wealth and resource, speared their brother.

Blood fueled knowledge, technology advanced, efficiency grew, 10 thousand years passed.

Land scarred and raped, it began to decay; “help it we must”, and decided they may.
They studied the planet, its systems and star.
With help of good knowledge, sent space probes out far.
For ages they listened, applying things learned, but soon they grew quiet; perhaps their ears spurned?

Orbiting and observing, I wonder and think;
do they exist, were they saved from the brink?