Tears Of Nature

The Paradox of Creation and Destruction

Some whisper that Earth was sculpted by divine hands,

Others proclaim the fury of a cosmic dance—

A tempest of stars, a clash of the void.

Yet, in our boundless hubris, we forged the gods ourselves.

They warn of demons poised to shatter our world,

Or beings from beyond, descending with fire.

But the truth, shrouded in silence, remains—

It is we who will carve the epitaph of Earth.

Our tyranny over nature shall birth the storm,

Winds howling with the wails of the wounded sky.

The weeping seas will rise in vengeful tides,

A tsunami of reckoning for blood-stained hands.