Treasure Island

hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

No way out


No way out
As we talk about
The heat of summer
And shortage of water

Who is to be blamed?
No one but must be shamed
The greedy human beings
Who have ruined everything?

The deforestation
Air Pollution
Chemical waste dumped in river water
What are we actually after?

Yes sun is blazing
Unbearable heat and hot evening
Labors suffer more
As they have to earn for future

The cities have become concrete jungles
All gardens are virtually barren
The children have no play ground
Forget about greenery to be found

We have been warned
About dry days ahead
Depletion of ground water
What future shall we cater?

Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2014

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