The tug of war with nature started by man,
With it his unholy and unfair competition
Has unleashed a chain of havenly wrath
Eroding his faith as also material wealth.
Experiments he did start even with seasons,
He succeeded on showering on desert ample rains.
Barren land was made by him too fertile
Rocks too became, like glass, delicate and fragile.
Tunnels he did dig through mountains gigantic,
This achievement was no doubt terrific.
Roads he constructed for rails and vehicles
Through stomach of mountains with was a miracle.
Devices he invented to contain population
And tried to control its exponential explosion.
Rather he challenged in this the nature
To safeguard and secure his own future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wonder if all these experiments with pristine Nature would recoil on man at the end! Great write!