The nature of Nature
The nature of Nature (15-04-2019)
Nature is very much heartless. She is catching up, poor, trusting ones, seducing them, with forms and colors, making them give birth to the the next generation of her slaves. And then, she’s raising quarrels, leading to divorces, to force them again, breed more and more slaves for her insatiable self.
(Sorry, a moody day of mine, old philosophy’s driving me mad, pause with commas and check also out my music and book).
I have, always known
The nature of Nature
She’s heartless, the stone
Of rude legislature
She’s witch, on the road
Seducing the poor
With beautiful code
Of treacherous amour
She’s coloring weddings
With faithless illusions
And roughly’s beheading
The friendly seclusions
It’s not all the bad
Love’s moments are gorgeous
A child’s being born
The family’s fortress
But then, Nature’s eager
To start a new movement
She’s up to disfigure
The peaceful improvement
Her time, to raise quarrels
To fire divorces
She’s like, madly goral
Or devilish horses …
They’ve got separated
The freedom is kind
Come home, much awaited
The peace of the mind …
Hey lovely, what’s up
Can buy you a drink
Of course, lovely pup
I’m thirsty and pink