A wildfire that caused the smoky clouds,
made the eyes of the creatures masked.
A rainfall that makes the skin to burn,
bruising it in the brains of the clades.
The winter was late, a new year came
with abundance and joy.
The spring was forgotten, a warmth breeze
that felt for the coming bright days.
Hope and fate joined hands
the universe was thriving for more
Sound and light kept whispering,
the man its time to face your deeds.
The ocean was blistering with storms
and came along the thunders.
The lightning ignited a spark in the
islands of the pangea.
The land of man was slowly turning red,
science and nature gave its sign.
We had to neglect them for the glimpse
which is far from reach.
The books of religion turned tools,
weapons became invisible.
The greed and ignorance built a wall
all over themselves from others.
We lately look all around to understand,
which was too late
The price it asked was immense and
immeasurable in nature.
Thou, joined hands to witness the prime force
the vibrations were felt at heart.
The effortless destruction began to rage
which turned the minds to be small.
The alarming tunes wound the wind,
which crossed all the borders instantly.
The words of ancestors were remembered
by the race that failed it.
The beliefs started to fall apart,
shouldering one another on one last run.
The flower in the garden whispered,
its time its time!