She waits outside

We build our little houses

and feel safe inside;

Wall up the doors and windows,

wind and sun outside.

We make our own light and air,

they do as we say;

Forget if its night or day,

Masters of our World!

We confront Nature with pride,

for we own our fates;

Dam the rivers, wall the hills,

cut the forests down;

Inside our Ivory Towers,

We, the Conquerors!

We cut ourselves from our Source,

to which we are tied;

We feel that we have conquered,

For, Man shall prevail!

And then the ground opens up,

Beneath our very feet;

It rains fire from the skies,

Choking us in dust;

It pours and the waters rise,

Drowning what we built;

She brings the walls crashing down,

Over our little heads!

We feel scared, cower in fright,

looking at open sky;

Nature's come back to remind us, 

that she waits outside!