Cyclone fani winds up fierce fury
As nature gulps down lumps
Of its wrath
But through the squall
It has strongly protested
Showing its dimorphic power:
Harshly hissing at the strong
Who defy and defile the eco-beauty
And the crust
They tread and crush
And
Fondly kissing
The earthly meek and weak
Who, with bushes, dusts and rusts,
Nurse her wound and light their hearth.
The weak are naturally battered
In the world of survival
To grow better and stronger
To evolve
More and more
By natural selection
To survive as the fittest
Amongst the weak of the weakest... |