A lot of people look, but do not see.
The simplest things in the air, people don't care.
There are neat things around us, here, there,and everywhere.
Some people do not want the bother of looking at water.
They do not want ocean commotion.
The plains are a pain.
Some people see a twig in their yard, but not
the big trees standing on guard.
When things happen, they accept, and with inept blunder,
they never why wonder.
They when they are asked, something happens why? They sigh.
Their quietness loud as thunder.
An earthquake from the ground under.