I FEELING A BIT DOWN TONIGHT SO THAT WHY THIS POEM IS SO DARK

The beasts of war
 Crave peace no more
 God roars with their thunder
 Nature doned with a rye smile
Wait and watches and bides her time
While Grieving over her blunder

Chaos reigns as Mars descends
From which there's no defence
 Mankind in his ignorance's
Sits idly by, blinks his eye  
 Totally devoid of
Sight, sound and sense
 Nature we do her best
To make man pay

Man will fall at her feet
Bleating and Pleading 
Like her lost sheep
Nature will turn around and sleep 
We don't comprehend
Nature can be mans worst enemy
Has well has our best friend

Flood and famine we will endure
Many will perish you can be assured
So that MANKIND learn it lesson
Never let it happen again