A speech choir piece.
This is spaceship Zetro, from planet Nen, from the mysterious and vast Andromeda Galaxy reporting to command base:
“We are now approaching planet Earth- a once alive planet, lush with green vegetation, crystal clear water, amazing landscapes and breathtaking views.”
Prepare for landing. Prepare for landing, counting starts, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1.
Beep beep beep beep. Goody goody beep beep beep
Woooahh! Is this planet Earth? Is this planet earth?
So cold! So barren! So lifeless!
Where are the birds! Tweet Tweet Tweet! That chirps on the branches of the tall, green trees like the arms reaching the skies!
Where are the oceans, the seas, the rivers, and streams that murmur with love and serenity, like a lullaby that could pacify the screaming soul? ( screaammmmmmmmmmmmmm) hush, hush hush…
Where are the humans that rule this world- so young, so creative, so beautiful, so ambitious, and yet so careless and destructive in nature?
Where are they? We come searching, searching and searching! Yet we find nothing!
Ohh no! Ohh no! Ohh no! They are all gone! Gone! Gone! So sad is this planet, dead and lifeless!
The silence is deafening! Only the wind of despair echoes; only the scent of decaying and rotten flesh can be smelled.
What has man done to this planet?
Man was equipped with all the potentials that made him limitless. He is the result of nature’s perfect evolution. He was fit to survive. He can think. He can talk. He can create.
To survive, he threatened the survival of other species; he stole the homes of other animals and plants. He killed them with his bare hands. To survive, he overused his potentials to abuse the planet. To survive, he forced the planet to give more than it can. A child had killed his own mother.
He can talk, but he started talking trash, and started war. He talked without respect and discriminated the ugly and the beautiful, the black and white, the rich and poor, the able and incapable, the bitter and sweet. He talked without compassion that created chaos and confusion.
He can create and he started creating weapon. At first, it was just spear, arrow and bow to do small hunt to bring nourishment for his family. Proud for his invention, and the spear and arrow became weapons of war among tribesmen. They stained their hands with blood, flesh for flesh, His heart started to become selfish and wicked. And then, his power to create became a power to DESTROY!
In a loud boom in the city of Hiroshima, BOOM! Mothers died, fathers cried, children laid on the streets lifeless. Thousands of people were killed and infecting others in the next century with the deadly radiation. Yes, it was the nuclear bomb. And even the sound of the word gives us chill to the bones, and fear, and tears!
Not only man did enjoy making war, he also polluted the water, air and land. He spilled poison to the water until it became unsafe to drink. He fouled the air, until it became unsafe to breath. He contaminated the land, until it became unsafe to live.
And the earth became mad, angry, furious, enraged. Her wrath is known as GLOBAL WARMING. Man has finally faced his greatest adversary; a monster which he also created. The planet became warmer and warmer- there came severe weather patterns, sea level rose and flooded cities and nations and economies started to fall. Man in his instinct to survive started war again, to battle for survival.
Look at this planet, nothing is left. Not a single life is breathing. This is a dead planet, all because of man!
But look! A small flower- so beautiful, and pure and enduring. Perhaps , we should give man a chance to start, all over again. Our advanced technology will help restart the process of evolution so that man will have a second chance to take care of this planet.
(diri nga part, naay igawas nga device ang mga alien and direct it to the flower)
Beep beep goody goody beep beep
WE shall go now, back to our planet. We have seen what we must. And learned what we should. We are now leaving planet earth. Prepare for take-off, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
(diri nga part, mu open ang flower tpos mugawas ang boy and girl)
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