Nature with cream on its lip
Senses to grab a half of need, for whole
Luck and delves of significance, to live of hip
Seldom have we seen the great, become a human role

Boom!
Did that bomb, marry in the perhaps
With a ruling guidance in same, the doom
Of war like threats, to issue a new ask of curses haps

See the lower we go, and the ilk of courage
Meant to the stars, the comment
Of freedom in running houses, is no child of rage
We have the time, the current rhyme, to relent...

So, a worthier course to a moments ship
Has a choice to make, the talents of preventing
The irony of through and good silence, is a tiff
Of what is a marvel before the cant of us, a stoic lamenting...