Ticket 2 Ride

The cooling rain charges the air

Electrifying the fine mist

Smoldering clouds boil away

Mother Nature’s emboldened kiss

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The hammer strikes the heavens

My skin is chilly and alive

The anger and fury of nature

If vengeful, we shouldn’t survive

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But we do, perhaps undeserving

Birds resume their vocalisation

The ground is recharged and lush

Life adapts to human purgation

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Rain, rain please don’t fade away

Aquifers and lakes are naked and dying

Grocery shelves stock only sickly produce

The future is bleak and horrifying

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Planet waves, cover the flat globe

Reigning down PCBs and benzene

Death courtesy from our better living

Please pass me some Soylent Green