The After Effects

Swelling waters rage across the land; two foot, three, four…water-tantrum’s take their toll; capturing houses and cars. The collection grows with every storm. Tempests wage their war on unsuspecting trees and crops; limbs whirl about the airways. frantically. Four legged’s seek the higher ground for, safety’s sake; hurricane is a non-discriminatory beats; attacking everyone and everything in its path. Whirling, swirling wind-tops, cut through land, neighborhoods, cities and forests; flinging debris like a child throwing a temper-tantrum. A spoiled brat in a rage. Land will renew with time, cities will be re-built and birds will populate woods, forests and parks once again; provided that, hurricane tantrum does not repeat itself, too soon. Nature’s children can be fussy and destructive to, people who upset the natural balance of things. Everything that exists has a purpose; from the cockroach to the human. When each does it’s part, a balance is achieved. Kill the rats off and the pests that feed off of them; infect dogs, cats, livestock and even homes. Frack-crack the earth’s crust-to-the-core and tectonic plates slide too far; carcinogens flood water and wetlands; killing off billions of lives. Man, mammal, bird and fish…all gone. Obliterate the trees and you obliterate oxygen; obliterate oxygen and you…extinguish all life. The human beast has, an uncanny ability to do as, they please; never considering the consequences of, their actions. It’s so easy to blame nature’s other children for, human carelessness and mistakes; Preaching about responsibility while avoiding it.