veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Grow up and I have no time,
to bear with all your climes,
When hot you scald me,
When cold you freeze me,
When autumn you stripe me,
When spring you betray me,
When rainy you soak me,
When stormy you swirl me,
During thunder you scare me,
During lightening you blind me,
Change your attitude and be confident,
That we are the human and have won,
Those feelings, when we decide,
To air condition our home,
To feel what we want,
Just pressing the remote,
To feel hot, warm and cold,
The climes of emotional need
Be gentle in understanding,
And tolerant of the feasting,
Do not fast for nothing.