Plastic Life Poem by Akash Mazumdar

Thousands eyes are opening Thousands eyes off, At a single moment a body become stiff to cotton soft,
Most of them are starving,
Others Remaining under warmth comfort and lighting,
Some of them eating lives,
Some of them eating paper of printed lines,
On the piece of history they represented a them remarkable,
But actually they are just exploiting nature & unbalancing the timetable,
There and blood group have antivenom for there own poison,
But red drops of there body cost nothing to them,
Like a plastic doll,
Human also have a short life,
But living for greed,
wasting every day and night.