A buzz was felt in the air, both exciting and frightful;A warm breeze tickled the skin whilst fresh drops of rain began to fall lightly on to the moss..
Beneath the weeping willow tree, gnarled and forlorn lay a dying butterfly;Its tattered wings still so beautiful and delicate, glistened in the fading..
So much more than perfectThe light dances on her skin in the new moonLuminous and bright, her eyes shine with excitement and terrorThe sound of silenc..
We live and die.We kill and maim.We pollute and contaminate.We slaughter and burn.We skin and hunt.We abuse and attack.We fight and we rape.We destroy..