We kid ourselves that we have control
Power
And dominance
We try to fake her
The all powerful
Mother Nature
Control her
But at the end of the day
We have no say
Strange how we arrange our lives
Containing no awareness
We should listen to her
70 degrees in December
It’s more than just weather
Whether or not we act
Enact
Or react
It may be too late
As we watch the sun fade
On a 70 degree December day
The heat is not right
Mother Nature very well may not be on our side
But we will tell ourselves we are alright
Money power greed back in plane sight
And care melts away
As ignorance can enjoy one last
Joy ride
