When the stars turn fiery red; she will triumph in my dreams,
and the shaded color of gray sky turn into burgundy, which
only true fellowship will surface the sky with white clouds
and sweet serenity passes through your body like massive waves.
Vibrations be lead into your vein, pulsating smoothly and quickly
as it pumps deep to the cores of our soul and heart bearing just.
Thus, that be-ith her only action to maintain tranquility in life
for the cup of the innocents has spilled all over on Earth’s dirt.
She has be harmed and contaminated by human filth and decay
For cleansing the substance of life be unsafe for Nature to nurture
it be [man]kind’s piggish ways. Let us sink to life lowest form.
For the harm has been done and good has turn wrong.
We be the fault to our own existences for Nature’s bidding;
Mother knew us well, but we did not for it be our dark ways
clouding us of idealism for prosperity and fortune for properties.