The Lesser Instinct Poem by Adam Hollingsworth

The Lesser Instinct



Winds sing harshly,
And nature gone extinct.
The earth has softened,
Though the sky is in a rage.
A silent echo is monstrous,
And life cringes for change.
Harsh words release a beloved temper,
While the knock sings to the lesser instinct.

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