Mother Nature

Mother Nature

Man, its
a game

Of life
and death

You must
run and
hunt

For your
bite

Innocent people
around you

Man lookin
for bread

And the
woman for
a hand

Vanquished to
dust

After a
while

It all
sounds crazy
to you

Why you
must hurt
the man
across

Why the
silly game

Nature can’t
be a tryant

Somethin missin
in the jigzaw
maize

You wanna
bury your
head

Into the
sand of
time

Caution: This might be all theory

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