Childish innocence,
beautiful lies.
As summer begins,
it's spring that dies.
We're taught and we're told
to cherish and love.
But peel back skin,
enough - enough.
As hate prevails
and creature sins;
the lifeless trees,
take the win.
Dead rotting carcass,
smell, too vile.
But fear as I do,
it's nature's smile.