1. WHAT IS THE NEED OF ?
What is the need of spuriously artificial bulb light; when we have the natural light of
the majestically fulminating and Omnipotent Sun; ubiquitously disseminating
perpetual rays of hope in every dwelling besieged with horrendous despair ?
What is the need of capriciously artificial cologne scent; when we have the natural
cocoon of vibrantly blossoming roses in the field; timelessly placating tumultuously
aggrieved nerves with the magic of fragrant togetherness ?
What is the need of bombastically inflated air-conditioner; when we have the natural
draughts of exuberant breeze; enchantingly blowing to pave a pathway of rhapsodic
ebullience; even in the most devastated of lives ?
What is the need of manipulatively blended factory made sweetness; when we have
unfathomable tons of natural honey delectably oozing from the grandiloquently
rambunctious hives; infiltrating each beleaguered life with; astronomically priceless
sweetness ?
What is the need of vindictively bottled and artificial spices; when we have
indefatigable fields of piquant chili; the natural waves of the gigantic ocean;
profoundly perpetuating each despicably shattered life; with the poignant elixir to
exotically survive ?
What is the need of sleazily scintillating artificial jewelry; when we have the
marvelously royal oyster; bountifully culminating into a forest of ingratiatingly
euphoric pearls; enlightening every dreary heart and the gory retribution of the night;
with milky innocence; alike ?
What is the need of the diabolically looming fortresses of mortal and obdurately
insensitive steel; when we have the natural entrenchments of perennial mankind;
compassionately sequestering even the most tyrannically penurious; in its handsomely
sacrosanct belly ?
What is the need of insidiously gaudy color towering on each road; when we have the
vivaciously natural rainbow shimmering enthrallingly in fathomless bits of sky;
enlightening the life of all those miserably shattered; with beams of astounding
dexterity ?
What is the need of seductively raunchy and pathetically lewd films; when we have
the naturally tantalizing carpet of crimson clouds floating in the sky; gorgeously
titillating even the most remotely sweltering cranny of this Universe; with
thunderbolts of fascinating rain ?
2. What is the need of lethally venomous guns and an anarchic arcade of treacherous
bombs; when we have the regally natural blanket of home soil; patriotically blazing in
impregnably triumphant glory; above even the most diabolically infidel of traitors ?
What is the need of lecherously tainted and ludicrously mechanized cloth; when we
have impeccably natural fields of sprawling cotton; chivalrously shielding every
orphaned and rich alike; in the heavenly enclosure of its immaculate warmth ?
What is the need of bizarrely lugubrious and artificially made somber coffins; when
we have the naturally celestial trenches of mud; to harbor and eternally rest the
departed mind; body and soul ?
What is the need of nonchalantly dolorous strips of trademarked sunglass; when we
have the pricelessly natural fold of sensuous lids blissfully encapsulating the drearily
exhausted eyeball; imparting it with heavenly rejuvenation; even under the most
acrimoniously belligerent fireball of Sun ?
What is the need of baselessly opulent distilled water geysers; when we have the
exuberantly natural cascades of the sparkling waterfalls to bathe under; profoundly
reinvigorate even the most morbidly deadened arena of the crumbling skin ?
What is the need of preposterously bludgeoning beats of the meaningless
discotheque; when we have the naturally melodious and divinely cadence of the
nightingale supremely appease; even the most veritably extinguishing organs of our
body ?
What is the need of dastardly computers invidiously flashing axioms of truth; when
we have the innocuous wails of the freshly born infant; irrefutably proclaiming the
cosmos of unassailable righteousness every unfurling minute of the day ?
What is the need of nonchalantly lackadaisical tantras; mantras; and religious
fanaticism; when we have the Omnisciently Natural blessings of the Almighty Lord;
to give us the unprecedented tenacity; of victoriously transcending over the most
horrifically hostile; of path ?
What is the need of worthlessly puffed up cylinders of artificial oxygen; when we
have the Omnipresently natural cisterns of unsurpassably unending air all
around; miraculously pacifying even the most gorily dying jacket of lungs ?
And what is the need of insipidly bulky pacemakers incessantly trying to revive the
beats of the vanishing heart; when we have the immortally natural paradise of
unconquerable love; not only ensuring that the heart stayed young forever; but
perpetually sought love and was wonderfully alive ?
