With Hate

by Lucifers lair   May 28, 2007


The air has stopped,
The wind has fallen.
The trees are swinging and yelling,
At the cause of their poverty.

The days are running like water.
The nights take its time,
to make others gloomy.
The sun looking down at others,
punishing all evil with its babes.
While the moon sympathizes,
all that is under her.

The earth trembles with fear,
of losing its health.
The clouds trembles with pride,
of not having to be with the tainted ones.

The aspects of nature look upon us all,
with fear and with hatred.
Because we humans harm them all,
We harm everyone.
~6/27/05

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