The sun will rise
We can’t stop its rising
The river will flow
We can’t cease its flowing
A tree will grow
We may unnaturally cut it
But we can’t cease its growth!
We may not like natural disasters
But we can’t change the natural law
We can make our face beautiful
Through modern plastic surgery
But we can never equate it
With natural beauty!
Copyright@ Poet 4 November 2019
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