Ace of Clubs

I gave the rain, planned the floods;

It's not your game, I've the ace of clubs.

You keep cutting trees and killing my pets-

Can't forgive, no matter how you regrets.

I have build you, I've build the world;

In this war, now it's your time to get furled.

I have warned you, I gave you chances;

You cared for your finances and advances.

It's time to pay, pay back to me;

Will break you down to atomic, you'll see.

Floods are the beginning, more in the queue;

Time left with you is less than few.

You guys are selfish, selfish to the core;

You divided my world in piece of four.

North pray for northern floods, south for southern-

You still didn't realize, the war has begun.