This is my insight into why Wayne did what he did and the moment. The sea, the sky Trees with their roots In the ground Nature Made up of a wide range Of frequencies Beautiful. If this planet wasn't inundated With people And cars A sensible soul Might miss the joy In the simple things Because it's droned out By the noise. (Need, want, me me me) Sadly we didn't live In the woods like hermits Because the me me me's Think the land is theirs.