Our Wrath

Vengeance is ours
For the spit on our face
For the sneer for our  voice
For the prod on our  back
For the mock on our race
Vengeance we seek

For you who come upon our shore
For you who plant a stake
Upon our beach
And claim our land for yours
For you who imposed
Your laws over ours

Vengeance is ours
For the shame of a generation
Kowtowing to your forefathers
Those who held the striped flags
Those who held the orb
On one hand honey, on one, poison
Cowards and Traitors

Vengeance is ours
For those who took lives
On foreign land
For those who buried
Our beloved on sand
Of memories gone
Of visions of the fallen

Leave us within the shore
Of a land that time forgot
For nothing was there except
What was placed by the creator above
No diseases uncured by nature
No hate, just a circle of life
No dying with sores of greed

Our wrath we beseech from nature
Feel nature’s wrath now
Implored by man trodden
By other man that thought
themselves Gods
Of other man who pretended
Their creation sublime unsurpassed

O man whose iron and steel flies
You shall perish from
the cyclone from the sea
the storm from the skies
the waves that leap high
The mountains that spew fire...
Behold the wrath of mother nature!