Call the Sun to Solve Our Problems

I want to level the sun with the earth.
Watch it disintegrate.

Burn the flesh of the evil,
praise the existence of the good.
Feel the weak in all their atrocity;
heal the strong with their ignorance.

Witness the burning of the forest,
a crowded surface,
followed by instant shadows;
Sad eyes gleaming through the dark.
Do you see them?
Can you hear them?
Reach out to touch,
to turn,
and be burnt.  

Number prosthetic,
you won’t see them again.
The smiles,
the eyes,
the faces of happiness.
When the flame reach us,
we’ll disappear like everyone else.
You might as well forget today as you can’t remember yesterday
and you won’t even be here for tomorrow.