SCAR

Lightning forked a charged rod flaring out as it smashed the soil,
Others lash at tall buildings like a huge charged coil.
Rain battered down so thick it oozed like oil.
For as I walked others long before have trod,
Arcane mystery pulsed through my mystic rod.
Natures power never spent,
Only man's destruction has changed the deep down things,
Global warming evident as I went.
So many species cherish no more lakes and springs,
I'm sure this is not what our ancestor's meant.
Birds less evident no sweat melodic ring,
A scar spreading gradually wider.
I wander through a world so fragile and prone,
As the earth's core cried inside her.