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NATURAL SCENE

Raining. Ants run to there empires fulfilled
Stones. Lizards into round holes eventually
Chicks covered with maternal quills
Warm away the chilly zone of the great bird of prey
Just as the Catfishes praise their water source for its abundance
Against the long beaky birds
Young brilliant Bob holds with gratitude
His lasting saviour who before then has punished
The now submissive dumb bullies
This annum, grains shall be the name of this
Field, thought the young old farmer as he laughed at his fallow field.

Grasses move rhythmically to the tune of the gentle breeze
In locustal relieve. Above them stood the trees,
Relieved from the frightening chain saw pollution,
Breaking and gyrating with the whirlwind and also
Being thankful, through its flowers, to
The sojourning agents who have come to help, breed and sing
The parasites live well at last in their unwelcome hosts

The anticlockwise mass looks hopeful
Believes that the application of destructive weapons
By the Sapiens, who have injured its much-adored body
Would stop and that their inter conflicts will be long gone.
That it's involuntary coughs and sneezes will die down
Is one of its believes
The greatest light shines in conformity with
The Earth and the Moon as it aids the sky
In the recycle the. willful sky covers the Earth willing
To give water when the time comes.
The wind's hot and cold breathe
Still moves around giving life to all hoping
That its anger comes not at all.
Without much of it they fall down,
Pleasing the long waiting plants with it wets stains
And freezing the plains of the north and south.

Poetry by kid
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Written on 2006-08-07 at 13:15