Dear Holland, The Sea Rises

Your outlook has grown penible
How do you wish to continue?
Your story isn't credible,
If taxes should solve the issue

This is about rolling up sleeves
And, bonus, the air is dirty
Money is good enough for thieves
Real life sandbags we must carry

Handing over natural tasks
To governments, only corrupts
You couch potatoes sip your flasks,
While the sea around you erupts

Money isn't gonna save you
Why not stop the state robbing you

Phenomenon Of Nature

The reason they're existent
And the reason of their manifold movement
Are unknown to us

Everything about them, is adventurous
We don't know much, but even without travel,
There's some information to unravel

January Morning

It’s just after eight;
The first bit of dawn appears
Outside, though with little weight,
A slight bit of coffee scent rears

Defying Nature

People should travel during daydreams
Suppose a mirror appears, or so it seems
And a non-matching image might confront

An afternoon stroll at the waterfront
Could bring its own lovely surprise
Think of a free coffee of nice size

Last Quarter

The Sun has just set
Each sparrow tries to get
A spot in the tree
Then, by strict decree,
It seems, half the Moon enters the set