It runs like a snake from extreme to extreme of the country
bringing life, and yet, one day, it just rises like a giant
bringing death...getting back what is rightfully his...
leaving misery behind, like an unfaithful men,
destroying, like an angry warrior...
Do you see His work?
When you look around And smile at the beauty of a bright sunny sky When you hear birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies Working...
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