The Vicious Sun shines In summer light Burning itself every moment to the core His shine is savory for some Fatal for more But he would never apologize And what for?
The raging River flows Descending from cliffs Churning stones. She changes her course Flooding valleys and more But she would never apologize And what for?
The gusty wind blows. When she's timid and mild, Called a breeze, She seems to be adored But when she runs wild Like the Queen she is Everything comes to halt But she would never apologize And what for?
You can never be sorry and happy at the same time. If people judge you for being your true self, you shouldn't look for their forgiveness because they don't deserve it. Nature has its own way, both kind and cruel, but above all UNAPOLOGETIC.