What would Earth be
Barren and bereft
Of lush green meadows
And tall, mighty trees?
A thought do we spare,
Of the paper we tear,
Left unused and littered
On the ground scattered?
Man’s greedy mind
At work endlessly,
Seeks ways to tap energy
For all his thoughts are monetary!
Millions of years did it take
For petroleum below ground to be made
All finished in a decade
While we put on a brave façade.
Did we stop to think of coal,
That has been so lavishly sold?
What will we be left with,
The future not considered a bit?
Do we not yearn to see our children
In happiness and splendour flourish?
But man depleting nature’s stores
Will murder our children by force.
“Cruel, cruel”, we shake our heads,
But not a tear has been shed.
For many a tree and hill has died
Leaving no place for animals to hide.
Empty, torn and dry,
Our Earth is left to cry
The winds blow by,
Breathing a deep sigh.
“Look into the future”,
Young minds we must nurture.
Instill a sense of survival
For man is our own rival.
Join hands to protect Earth’s legacy,
That Nature has bestowed abundantly,
Conserve today with fervour,
Save tomorrow forever.
** Originally penned in 2006