Ode To Creation
From Nature we are born,
from Nature we live,
from Nature we die,
and are reborn again
as lowly bacteria
with no purpose
but to fulfill the cycle;
the perfect cycle.
From Nature we breathe,
yet everyday we drive
the cars that Nature
provided
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we drink,
yet everyday we litter with the
paper and plastics that Nature
provided
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we love,
yet everyday we build the weapons
that Nature provided
only to destroy itself;
from Nature we hate.
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