This wintry day of December
Isn’t much to remember?
For everyone’s busy with their duties
And can’t enjoy the ‘horizon beauties’.
In this techno-maniac world
Who can afford ‘the time’ to see the splendor of ‘my world’?
This pre-eminent, pregnant world of mine
Is premier to any PC, TV or wine.
It gives from interior to its exterior for uses
And never refuses.
But men is very devious, I realize
Although open they’re with closed eyes.
Who doesn’t seek for luxury?
This preoccupation results in fury.
Leading to destruction
Do you still believe there’s time for construction?
If you don’t know
Then what now?
To animals men are superior
Then why behave like inferior?
Ever seen tigers killing tigers daily?
Heard their feminine cries recurrently?
Now is the substance clear?
Yes it is time to fear.
For if you don’t hear,
Then the end is near.