In every aspect of function
Is nature's selection
Nature's design
Aimed at perfection
When mortals wrongfully intervene
disturbs equilibrium
Series of adverse reactions
Undesirable results
Network of conflicts
Are inevitable rewards
Of disobedience to nature
(Thursday 31st October,1996)
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