One for genesis, humanity on world aboard.
Two for exile, mankind's abhored.
Three for forgiveness, a kind offer to review,
Four for civilization, something we'll later rue.
Five for faith, something in which to believe,
Six for technology, so all idols will leave.
Seven for peace, so sweet bells ring,
Eight for war, so swords will cling.
Nine for love, on Earth's last hope,
Ten for hatred, during Earth's croak.
Eleven for life, even as red's rains fall.
Twelve for the end, Armageddon's all.
Thirteen at last where serenity now reigns,
If only life could sense this without cutting chains.