Gift Poem by Deepak Malapur

Millions of years in the making
The earth is now decaying
Air and water we have succeeded in polluting
We know not how to revive it
Or we hardly wish to revive it
Making it unfit to live
We struggle to survive
The greenery is charred by greed
The planet looks like a sacrificed head
Its making took millions of years
Destruction will take just a few more years
We did step on the moon
We will have colonies on Mars
In the absence of empathy
With the lack of humanity
All our actions we call as achievements
Appear to be acrobatics, a mere farce!