Nature

Nature is the owl,
Sitting in its nest,
Waiting for a pest,
Beautiful she may seem,
Maples, moonlight, meadows, much more,
You could possibly explore,
But like a jolt of lightning,
She will still be frightening,
Those who demand,
That they need to understand,
And believe they are wisest,
Are in fact the dumbest,
They torture and kill their own kind,
And still believe they have a sane mind,
Soon she will disable,
Those who make the world unstable,
Nature most certainly can,
Exterminate that species called man.