Sulk

The day the Earth got wronged by Man,

Nature did not show her disgust.

There was no overflowing dam

nor snarling storm in sudden gust.

The rivers did not flow with blood

and tear away Man's solid stone.

She did not drown Man in a flood

and reclaim the Earth as her own.

She did not burn down the houses

that man had once so proudly built.

She did not choke Man's loved spouses

with the black ashes of their guilt.

She did not crack their foundations

and make their feeble hearts shake.

She did not divide their nations

to punish them for their mistakes.

Her voice did not roar in pain,

Sotto Voce sounded her sigh.

Her breath did not blow until all was slain,

no tempered tempest for Man to die.

No, she put up a silent sulk

that only heightened Man's dismay,

knowing that this beautiful bulk

mostly unseen must fade away.