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The trees are sloping from the wind

To the ground

Both old and young.

When blizzard or downpour are in rule,

What we may say…

When the elements…

Not everyone then

has luck.

Even powerful trunks of oaks

Are torn with roots…

When it shakes, thunders, and creeps,

The volcano from the crater

With fire shoots.

Life is such today…

Why does it

These feisty Elements

set against our heads?..

Let in a hundred…

Let in two hundred years

Volcanoes will disgorge the lava further…

Among the people there’s a saying —

Nature recreates the Earth!

P.S. So understand… what is the snag…

Warble sounds like desire.

But know, people, it’s all like that —

Evil on Earth is burned with fire.