Even when we get tired we blunder on
sighing and complaining at the inevitable
unable to understand the logical movings
that nature creates in her impossible
quest for peace, she never gives up
though natures creatures, we have no respect
she builds beautiful lands for us
and we tear them down for meaningless profit
we allow war to destroy nature's nature
and in our faux peace, lure her back with hope
only to crush her down, and make her hurt
how like diseases, parasites we are
unable to admit weakness
and so perish for it.
