A tremble, a shudder
A siren, an artless rudder
Man stands at the precipice of two bodies
A beating muscle,caged
And a bleeding earth, set free
In this pool, we stand
Reeking of our festered selves, deception,hurt
Our wasteful ways, unearthed
Nature heaves, in silence alone
Turning us inwards,
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