Mother Nature are you Wounded
Mother Nature you have created the Rocky Mountains
Named them Alps, Everest, Himalayas
Humans you have built your own creepy mountains
Name them Plaza, Panorama and Arcades
Rocky Mountains give satisfaction and contentment
Tall buildings give us fright and discontentment
Looking up at them from street level
fear of them collasping on top of us
When you are actually inside
Or Up on the floor of a building
Feeling it swaying and rocking
being inside or standing close to them
makes us always short of breath
absolute size is just intimidating
lightning strikes you
Polluting emissions spoil your greenery
It clouts you generates heat all the time
It blazes you Mother Nature of earth
admit it please it is visual eyesore
For every insightful person
For every incisive person
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