The Broken Dance

There was that planet in orbit,
molded by the hands of the divine
he made each man different,
to complete this dance
each with his own particular stance.
Then man saw his brother dancing
and his eyes filled with rage
as he gazed across this earthly stage
and saw his brother's dance.
He was performing the dance written for him,
his brother's steps were different
Not a mirrored choreographed moves of his
His eyes glowed with anger,
he did not understand
that the different dances were
part of the creator's plan
orchestrated to keep the harmony of life.
His temper flared and he pulled out a knife
ripped the heart of his brother, in tune
so too with the murder of these dancers,
the earth began to sway,
caught out of its cosmic transit
it spiraled in chaos,
towards a death known for sure.
This madness mad did create,
destroying the dance,
the planet plummeted into the others
and like the watch that is broken
as this destruction continued
even time lost his power and fell victim.
With a sigh the creator picked up the forlorn souls
of those dancers caught in this mess
and he then with a celestial spark,
there was a boom
and the universe was born again.