Getaway

A dazzled getaway and a lost soul An imagination so earnestly cruel Midsummer paradise of love Made a parody of the land over once they drooled Nature was forgiving Soaked it all in But the perpetrators swore to never give in As they took away all opportunities of caregivng Barren lands never bloom Strangled by nature Had made the land a widow too Fruits of love had turned ugly to become a matter of despise Only if the Prince had gripped his soldiers on the last ride New beginnings must surrender As we must confess our gentle reader They would poison the land again With atomic waste continuing the chain