When nature strikes it is truly wondrous
The arrogance of man cowers at sights which should not be seen by the unkind human eye
Nature's purity and considerateness frightens man
We only know destruction and exploitation
As the sun sets it conveys its anger
Anger at a human race who fear love and find comfort in cruelty
In the morning when we wake nature has forgiven the cunning man
There will be a day when we cross the line
When we take it all for granted
On that day the darkness will prevail
Nature will wreck our flashy skyscrapers and crusty tarmac
The big men will cry in the arms of the raging ocean
As we are carried one by one to be humbled
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Author:
Ed (
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