Nature’s Saga

Plains dusky and dreary,

Shrouded deep in death,

White lies of greed defiling the oasis, Its bounties defiled,

Still and mired in lust.

Crimson sky now mellowed,

Its dreary aglow,

Turned wide expanse of aquamarine waters,

A dull caesious hue,

That silently surfed.

Nature’s untold saga,

Taking what it gives,

For we failed to treasure the bounties bestowed,

It will set the wrong right,

To wash off grey blight.