(A poem depicting the lamenting of Mother Nature for destructive activities of mankind harming the environment)
Lord! why seldom created me?
For sheding tears alone,
For I being mother to man,
My voice being unheard.
Green companions pierced to death,
By cowardly unjust acts ,
Rivers turned black and pale,
By mankind's lust for more.
Heavens! I pity mankind for thee sake,
For I wail and cry,
Mankind for its hazardous deeds,
Will perish one day there is no heed.
Skies disgruntled by man's soaring might,
Leaving no space for bird's flight,
The lighter air with smoky dust,
Mankind's breath is threatened must.
Men of the past ventured into the woods,
To discover my pastures green,
They knew my worth cared for me,
As creation of the divine.
O Man! why have you abandoned the way?
When nature held your hand always,
Belittling the forests and the rains,
Are you not ashamed of your parting ways?
Wake up O Man! Time not still far,
To stop me from my deadly fall,
Take the road less travelled by,
Seek and surrender to nature's call.
Hear the sound of the rising waves,
A voice unheard roaring still,
Tune to the mesmerizing bird's sound,
To heal my wounds deep indeed.
Plant a sapling nurture it green,
For it represents a voice yet unheard,
Of a mother who left no stone unturned,
To care for her kith and kin forever.