A Gray Morning

I woke up to an early gray morning

Amidst the somber mood of nature

Devoid of the bright light of dawn

Staring at me with a morose demeanor

Asking me questions about our fallacy

Our effort to sully the vibrant masterpiece

A cantankerous morning is soul-stirring

As I feel the intense feelings of turmoil

The legitimacy of our actions is in doubt

Humanity walks a parallel path of disaster

An antithesis of the destiny nature planned

We rebel without a cause, hegemonic dreams

Wonderful spirits painted to depressing gray

A gray morning indicates the prevailing malady©