Wednesday, February 19, 2014


Nature’s insatiable desire,
Toward the ultimate equilibrium,
The delicate thread holds on
The massive sense of balance.
All the man made contraptions,
Prostrate before her raw power,
The feral urges she fosters,
To drive in the ignored lessons.
Not a shred of remorse,
The humans seem to show,
A day will come, not far,
Knowing will dawn on them.

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