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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2129033
It all happens to be out of our control.
Her Balance.

Is something keeping balance of the earth?
For If it stopped no longer lives the world.
With skies of violent twister's giving birth,
The air fell down to touch the ground and curled.
It's total devastation where it twirled.
The earthquakes cause tsunami's on the coast's.
Then water rushes with debris and swirled.
Drag people to the sea to become ghost's.
Within this planet, Nature is our host.
I really hope she has not set a date.
Eruptions, lava flows; will humans roast,
While mother holds the balance of our fate?
Their is one thing we can do, that is Hope,
The scales don't tip towards a slipping slope.

(Spencerian)
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