And when the travelers from the heavens arrived, They would see that none of humanity survived. The soot from explosions had since blown away, And poisoned the air and darkened the day. The bones of man had long turned to dust, Their buildings had crumbled, succumbing to rust. The lush green meadows destroyed by the shells, Leaving only the blood stains of all who fell. The oceans had boiled, as did the skies, And the power of the atom had silenced man's cries. When the travelers landed, what would they find? The legacy of death, destruction, and hatred that man left behind. I see a lot of things on the news that remind me of the dark nature of humanity, so I felt like doing something that was emotionally darker and a bit more morbid. And I wrote this poem for it too. Sky, clouds, and terrain done in Terragen. I colored some of the terrain a reddish color to leave the impression of dried blood stains that remained over eons of time. Postwork, moon, and ship coming in done on Photoshop CS. Thanks for viewing, and enjoy!