When Nature strikes with force devastating,
The brunt of it is borne by poor brethren-
A story true, perhaps everlasting;
Unspared are rich, believers and heathen!
Unsafe remains a palace on a rock!
Unharnessed Nature ruthlessly behaves;
Without a key, it opens any lock;
None can escape- the ‘haves’, ‘have-nots’ or aves.
That Nature can be brutal is well-known;
Why blame it for the lack of man’s fore-sight;
His intellect must help man not to moan;
Yet, man is blind in darkness and in light!
Why Nature must maintain a constant clime?
The soul of man isn’t sin-free all the time.
Dr John Celes 9-6-2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not bad 'Sonnetry' at all! Good work!