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Nature

~~Nature

At times you make me feel so small,
The power to make our nations fall.
A balance of life sits in your hand,
You strike with force, across the land.

We seem to think we can control,
The way you move, the way you roll.
You make us guess, you make us wait,
Once you let go, it’s far too late.

The world is yours, less we forget,
When you hit hard, it’s with regret.
Lives are lost, and homes no more,
With wind and rain, we hear you roar.

We will never change our heart,
Our world you choose to rip apart.
No lesson learned by any nation,
We can’t say no to the temptation.

Human nature takes control,
A weakness deep within our soul.
The rich will choose the world we live,
I hope in time you can forgive.

Grant Wright

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Rachel Hughes

excellent write it flows from end to begining with rhythm..

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Grant Wright,

Very thought provoking write, My nomination

The world is yours, less we forget,
When you hit hard, it’s with regret.
Lives are lost, and homes no more,
With wind and rain, we hear you roar.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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