Through natural evolution the rivers flow
normal levels acceptably low
gently meandering across the fallow land
unobtrusive without demand
normally mankind’s friend just co-existing
no threats persisting!
But with these changes in climatic margins
patterns of disaster it brings
high winds and rain on a ferocious scale
leaving Homo sapiens frail
unable to cope the onslaught of power
all they can do is cower!
Tranquillity a fading part of expectation
uncertainty and consternation
routine a longed for dream of past years
many brought to tears
as property and lives are washed away
creation has no rules to obey!
A fine distinction from peace to total war
we are but brittle straw
easily soaked and flushed into the drains
unable to control the rains
no respect for damage on earth imposed
as options for survival posed!
As the misery of the weather vastly increases
and society crumbles into pieces
nature and mans induced calamities multiply
how many millions will die?
Will mankind nature or aliens cause our demise?
The Foureyed Poet.