A man who did not believe
In she who did conceive,
The world as we know it.
In the dark night he died,
Realized he had been lied
To by the world as he saw it.
“Mother Nature can it be,
That it was you, who we don’t see,
That made the world as I know it?
That allowed death and greed,
Ignored the needs,
Of the world as we know it?”
Mother Nature replied,
“Now that you’ve died,
The world will show it;
That every single deed,
Was merely my seed,
But you did grow it.”