Where The Rubber Meets The Road

Road stories, commentary, neuroelectrical data dump

Squeal

Progeny

The primal axiom rings true
From forest to fields it has imbrued
With the blood of countless prey once caught:
Mother Nature nurtures not.

Much as the heart, the mind’s akin
Unto the beast that lives within.
For compassion must be taught;
Mother Nature nurtures not.

The sounding noises monkeys made
Became the human cannonade
In wars and wars and wars we’ve fought;
Mother Nature nurtures not.

Ignorance is a bruising bliss.
(Which is the point of writing this.)
It’s four times said, but oft forgot:
Mother Nature nurtures not.

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