The world is peaceful
Quiet and beautiful under the morning sun
Birds sing
Flowers bloom
Animals awaken; little ones waking -
       their eyes blinking in the light
The sun climbs in the sky
The rain falls, and the shadows travel along the ground
Little bugs crawl
The sky is clear and brilliant
The air scented with the smell of jasmine and gardenias and lilacs
The green hills roll toward the horizen
The world is peaceful
Man is dead.