Your Conscience Speaking

the raging temper of the human race will be its downfall
they kill each other, abuse each other, and pollute the world
they show no respect for nature, they won’t be at the ball

they know not what wrong they do, and nature names do call
they’ll know soon enough when nature its wrath is unfurled
the raging temper of the human race will be its downfall

they think their right I don’t know how they have the gall
storms aplenty nature it has not the worst at them hurled
they show no respect for nature, they won’t be at the ball

there are those I know who have and always will give their all
who I am I you want to know, well I’m from another world
the raging temper of the human race will be its downfall

nature knows there is those of you who can stand tall
can catch any ball that nature throws even if its curled
they show no respect for nature, they won’t be at the ball

you still want to now know what I am at that I’m appalled
well I am your conscience and the conscience of the world
the raging temper of the human race will be its downfall
they show no respect for nature, they won’t be at the ball
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Teagan Avatar
November 4, 2017 at 3:03 PM
Wow, this is powerful, and an awesome Villanelle!
Talbot Avatar
November 5, 2017 at 1:37 AM
Thanks, Becca, appreciated. Replied to your mail, however, I couldn't do it direct, had to go round the house.
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