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Nature speaks in an eldritch voice

Under a chiaroscuro sky that denotes,

Concerning times are advancing this way

And I see spectres weeping cloaked in grey,

Yet I ask who truly knows the plans of time

As I ask, if we know the thoughts of the mind,

Who try to sculpt and create life in their vision

However, I am not living based on their decisions,

And as the cold gets bitter and the seas  freeze

I ask is this beyond the eit and wisdom of you and me,

Or are we just spectating on our worlds destruction

Forged in the mentality created through a twisted construction,

Perverted and corrupted by power and greed

Nature observes and is robbed by these thieves,

Who steals resources, depleting it’s gift

Has there ever been opportunities they won’t miss,

To eviscerate this planet and all its stores

Nurtured for everyone and civilizations galore,

To provide for our entire humanity

But the greedy seek to deprived the needy,

And I will see these people I hope one day

In bitter cold winter land scenes so grey,

And I will hear the trees Eldrich voices mocking them,

For they see the monsters that dwell in some men.