Biotic/ Abiotic Emotional Cascade in a Raid
The river talks a lot, it infuriates the lake
The sun stole from the lake, and made the sky cry
Which made the sun sad, but the plants loved its mistake
Because the soil soaked in the tears, and never asked why
And all was well for a while, till they came scratching like a rake
And the soil felt the pain, just before it could dry
That’s when it realized, it was used as a drake
And so the grass grew, so the cows wouldn’t die
So they fed on the greenery, and fell asleep wide awake
Which suggested they were full, and this pleased the Masai
Which pleased the rival tribe, who want to raid and to take
So they examined their prize, while sharpening the assegai
Till the assegai shone, to prove the iron wasn't fake
And the blade was too sharp, it could easily split a fly
So they threw the assegais, and made the maasai shake
As the grazing went kaput,The moran decided to defy
As the herd was for dowry, and a great husband he would make
And a great warrior he was, and his skills he’d apply
So he prayed the gods fill him, Like the river fills the lake
With the fury of a cyclone, the energy as it flows by
But the river talks a lot, it infuriates the lake
The sun stole from the lake, and made the sky cry
