Our perishing nature\'s flowers were nice.
Blooming and folding out near the rice.
Magnetizing creatures in disguise.
And dissipating from the wise.
With that case;
Postulating an inquiry on grace.
To acquire gravitas in place
So we may obtain a radiant space.
Our perishing nature delivered;
Hectares of grains.
Which we grew using knowledge involving our brains.
Don\'t you have a clue?
That nature is imprinted in a hue.
I now know:
Nature was made complete
And entangled with deplete.
Bare with me.
In any day, week, hour and minute,
A rupture disaster.
Will rise, put an end to a plaster,
That averts a wipe down.