I had a dream yesterday
Tuesday, 30 November 2021
MY NATURE
The five Camphor trees I planted
On the land away from my dwelling
Is crying and calling me loudly.
I am helpless, I cannot move
No visa to travel
From this green belt security
Mine is a third world country
Full of pollution
And Waste of industrialization
.
Next day I called my mother
And checked my trees are still crying
Their leaves are dry, she told me
As a sign of mourning in your absence
.
But I am sure it is not mere sorrow
They are destroying the nature , my country
In grief of bribe
The pollution of human brain
Or my country is being killed
By the so called globalization
In any form it is called
My nature is dying
Where my trees will grow?
Our people are dying of Cancer
Due to the threat of Carbon
Our future babies are in danger
Nobody to foster our children
No government to look after
The citizen of the third world we are!
Our nature is getting annihilated
Whom I should complain oh my Lord?
My Lord is asking me the same question
Have I not given you the fresh air?
Have I not given you the pure water?
Have I not given you clean food?
Why abuse my gifts of nature?
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