What grandeur creation has given Man,
And Mother Nature's marvellous secrets?
Her immense beauty describe, which Man can?
Of flora, fauna, water, sky, Sun-sets.
The Firmament's the handiwork of God,
And speaks volumes about the Creator;
The splendor of Heaven knows just the Lord,
And proves the love and pow'r of the mentor.
Why evil thoughts engenders man 'gainst God?
And misdeeds too, He does 'gainst Conscience;
Most merciful and loving is our Lord;
Yet, Man destroys Nature using his Science.
Which Mother kills her child, she loves by heart?
Which artist will destroy his labored art?
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