The Natural Way

THE NATURAL WAY The natural way I’m speaking of nature’s way That which has been known That which is at times cruel That which gradually is being lost Is there an order? Is there some marvelous plan? In truth I don’t know I merely see and think I think of natural things Regeneration Growing things this very Earth! Things being cut down Perishings each day Being replaced by dead things Our great polar bears Creatures losing habitat All forms of our wilderness Evolution has managed These many millions of years Then a foreigner One who would call himself king King over nature – That he was provided for Fed by nature meant nothing In place of nature This king built stone-cold castles Flaunted his power Enslaved those ones who opposed It continues to this day Man death to nature Slowly enslaving himself Till he stands alone All nature dead at his feet Desperate to reach a star