the morning dew is softly touching the ground
as it comes down from it's high round
dew spreads it's wings in and around
the fields are hosting the dew
the nature's Melody is on
birds are chirping
robins are scaling the fields
as they prepare for their meal
the sky is clear
the planet moves on
humans are out on the road
chasing the trickled monetary mirage
crowding and polluting the planet
cramping the planets' every corridors
seeping the nature's bloodline
with their vampired creeds, and needs
what a breed!
a breed that never satisfied
morning dew passed the planet for a short while
bringing pleasantry that lasts a life time
while humans were circling the beltways and the highways
living in a quagmire with no dawn
just yawn
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