Wipe Out...
Wipe Out...
The best son of the mother is slowly killing her out, the sapiens.
Thinking itself as the master of the universe, feeling it could tame her.
Putting in tonnes of polythenes to its blood, the seas.
Making miles of Noveau mountains, the garbages.
The teary-eyed, nature, deployed Coronas, H1N1s.
Earthquakes, volcanoes, floods, to save its mother from this ghastly plague.
