Nature's intriguing duality

I observed a small girl in the street

Struggling to keep herself warm in the cold with bare feet

Seeking with many beside fire

Not capable to warm herself from nature's inbuilt attire

Where she appeared as almost naked

Shivering and following a gradual proceed towards an inevitable dying state

Fighting against nature hardly having a faint hope

Survival for the fittest she unable to gauge with an iota of hope

Gradually she became pale and blue

Death finally engulfs her with its mystic hue!

While I am observing her from the cozy design of warmth

I am having no dearth to fight against nature and her wrath

In winter I have adequate measure

In summer my air conditioner keeps me in a soothing atmosphere

Why should I lament for that poor creature

Who is incapable to protect herself from nature's rage and glare?

I hardly care of her imagination

How she experienced death and took stride on nature's premonition

I am happy with my world of fantasy and imagination

Where I explore my world with joyous revelation

I am only obsessed with my cake

Why should I bother who are not able to afford bread?

My delight lies with my pride

Where nature seems to subdue herself to my championing ride!

I adamantly declare

I am supreme and who dare to dictate against nature's rustic flair

Warmth or cold, never makes any difference to my behavior

I reign and explore with abundance of ecstasy with rejuvenating flavor!