By JH Sayyar
The skies blue now blaze with vengeful flame,
As forests wail beneath the ash and smoke.
The seas rise up, no longer calm or tame,
Flood the lands where man in pride once spoke.
The winds grow fierce, uprooting steel and stone,
While mountains crack beneath the planet’s groan.
The creatures flee; their homes are overthrown,
For greed has claimed what was Nature’s own.
She bore our wounds in silence, age by age,
But now her fury wakes with wrathful cry.
The storms are trials, the quakes a sacred rage,
The droughts a curse we cannot now deny.
O Heed her voice, ye kings of ash and gold—
Lest Earth take back life your hands now hold.
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