The Reason for the hustle and the bustle of metropolitan life the din of the crowds the smoke above the roads a sin infested blushing crotch a boyle or is it a cancer on the skin of the Great Mother wild winds rushing forward trees stand erect cut down old giants build walls to protect great mountainous heaps with snow capped nipples opposing winds for the right to stand still throbbing pumping muscles of man titillating tantalizing breast of a lady A hot sultry cervix showing excitement and need pulsing organ playing a melody indeed drums in the sky signed impending wetness trees swayed to the rhythm of winds Notes flow forth from curved femininity and feet kept the beat of the drum in the sky