Like nature, I’m unpredictable.

Like air, I’m full of life.

Some found me irresistable.

But than, they found me twice.

I function with all reasons.

You read about my grief.

Unlike the other seasons,

The Fall is my relief.

I’m lost in this world of sadness.

I pray for the human race.

To counter all this badness,

Is heaven a better place?

I was trained to battle destruction;

Their hardships of dismay.

When I forgot their instruction;

They threw it all away.

I pray to God; we find;

Some deeds–here with purpose.

So, he’ll be inclined;

To keep us on the surface.