Her tears fall like torrential rain

Man will not help his brothers

Unless he's got something to gain

But pressure gives way for it to burst

In the Face of Love hate cannot survive

But who makes a loving move first

A fight for the human race

That which is beautiful is being erroded away

Selfish ways man wishes to embrace

Lightning flashes as earthquakes are felt

Sea levels rise at man's anger

And the ice in the Arctic must melt

the shifting sands

There you will find your Oasis

Resting silently in Love's Gentle Hands.