Sonnet: Man’s Vanity-Show

A typhoon hits a coast so severely And leaves behind a million homes flattened, Some dead: scores injured- some so grievously; The people’s lives seem suddenly threatened. The price of fuel has sky-rocketed; The number of beggars has gone up too; Appeals for help are rather well-knitted; ’Gainst Nature’s furies, whatev’r can men do? Yet, countries waste their wealth in cause of science; They search for life in near-by galaxies; And men these days ignore their conscience; The craze for wealth is man’s newer disease. Whilst man has made progress in many fields, His ventures mostly destructive end yields.