Nature watched the child, War,

sitting on His throne~

She said, "Do such damage

as you can,

then leave my world alone."

War looked her in the eyes

and said:

"I won't be happy 'til they're dead!"

Nature shook her weary head

and leaves fell from the tallest trees

and covered all the dead

then traveled on a gentle breeze

where ocean waves

ran red with blood

and turned Time's sands

to seas of mud.

The child, War,

just grinned, and smiled;

Til Nature said

"You spoiled Child!"

My ground will heal

the seas will clear

the jungles, mountains,

valleys dear

will all be better than before.

As for Humans

they'll be lost!

Their mothers pay a brutal cost

and fathers' sorrows

never cease!

You've caused enough

commotion now!

Begone!

Send in your Gentle Sister ~

Peace."