Changes Invariable (Ii) Poem by Tajudeen Shah

I served generations as an angel,
Who is often fated with goal single.
Though I was called a 'Porter's Rest',
Loads on my head were still varied.
Once there appeared a Hawk sweeping,
Spoiling the veils of village virtues:
Widening, Lengthening, deepening,
Adorning and beautifying continued.
Man has always been after changes;
Ignoring impacts, Good or Evil.
Nature suffered brutalities massive
Until the last knot of tolerance broken.
Things have taken turns lethal
Leaving no room for even regrets.