Feast Of Beast

Downpouring rain frowning

On man's greedy thirst

It demands more always than anything

Everything he needs more

It may be food or love or life money

To grimace on others

This foolish man wants to touch sky anyhow so he builds towers

Cut down trees and made dirty rivers polluted everything

And now cramming distill it

Filter it and be hygienic

Be slim losing obesity

Eating fast food chasing dreams

Whole life

Can not digest one shocking event

Everything feels lost by it.

Still, he does not mature with rules

Of nature as if he forgot foliage

In immortal insisting desires.