The Butterfly Effect

A butterfly sat on a flower, 

Clapped its wings to fly away.

The flower behind it quivered

And caused the pollens to spray.

The pollen fluttered along

And formed a seed.

The seed grew into a shrub

To its own healthy breed.

The healthy plant unperturbed

Grew into a fine garden.

The bees found this patch

A generous piece of heaven.

They sucked the nectar

And build their hive.

High on a window sill

Where they would thrive.

The dog guarding the gate

Was in a deep slumber.

It snapped and chewed 

the queen bee asunder.

All the bees flew and

Stung the poor creature.

The loyal beast flailed

And died two days later.

The owner of the house

Was without a guard.

The rich structure

Was easy to bombard.

The thieves had their eyes

On the easy prey.

They rummaged in the house

And stole unafraid.

When they sat to divide

What they owned illegally.

They ridiculed each other

And quarreled publicly.

The voices grew louder,

And words turned to fists.

One brought a knife,

Took one off the list.

The public bared witness

To the bloody crime.

The police arrested all

And sentenced them for a lifetime.

A prisoner owned a house

His only son as the heir.

He sold the house and studied 

to become an engineer.

He built large windmills

Beside the ocean edge.

Three Long and wide wings

Attached to the rotating head.

They pushed the air away

Where the wind unfurled.

The ocean caught the motion

And its surface whirled.

When wind and water together

Swiveled in the same form.

Far away from the lands,

There rose a mighty storm.