The world will be ending someday,
The natural disasters will find out a way.
The droughts will dry up everything,
And the floods will gulp up the dried up things.
Water is there everywhere during flood,
But not a dropp during summer.
All the species have to give their blood,
Due to the arrival of this disaster.
Tornadoes, cyclones and tycoons are friends,
Winding and mixing everything with storms.
They are one of the worst enemies of the world, ’
Who can destroy, one by one, many homes.
Disasters are not only given by nature,
It is also caused by us.
We are putting all the people in danger,
Who are our brothers and sisters.
I have nothing to say except,
We should realize our responsibilities,
And try to stop the destruction, because the effect
Is on us, sometimes due to our abilities.
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I would like to translate this poem
a rallying call to save motherearth vry well written pertinent...potent, , , , persuasive cheers