The nature is in fury
To carry
Destruction all over
Taking away shelter
Poor or rick alike
She has opened third eye to strike
Making mountains to give way
And send big stones to crush people in different way
Rivers are in spate
As if to state
“Beware of my power”
I shall follow with heavy downpour
Come to sense
Stop all nonsense
Everybody has right to exist
Try to be kind and deliver best
Let birds and animals find home
They should not be drove
From their natural habitat
Else get prepared to receive cruel fate
Nature and human being
To perform in ring
With aim of co-existence
And not with mere pretence
The nature is in fury To carry Destruction all over Taking away shelter
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I take it, MHA, you're telling Nature to leave off. Good on you.