A Refusal to Praise Two-Faced Nature

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Is Nature this bright butterfly
   (A sight to lift the heart)
Whose flicker stirs tsunami waves
   To tear the world apart?

Mankind it was raised Nature up
   To worship at her school,
With Chaos the curriculum  
   And Change the golden rule.

Is Nature, then, some satirist
   Of blind indifference
To leave her victims living shells
   With neither wit nor sense?

And was it Nature who supplied
   These sinews and this arm?
And may I then strike back at her
   If she should do me harm?

And does our Mother toy with us,
   Or labour unawares?
No sooner have we scaled a height
   She kicks us down the stairs.

Or does she play the Lizard Queen
   Who feeds upon her kin—
A smiling face on sunlit hills,
  A gaping maw within?

Come, nurse and nemesis in one—
   Come, Nature, and relent:
Else beg no mercy when your son
   Repays the compliment.