At the slightest pinch the worm turns
At a tiny spark we feel the burn
A word of abuse raises concern
Why to mother Earth we are stern?
Digging mines her ribs we dig
Building dams her blood flow rig
Blasting mountains her bosom swig
Cutting forests made her guinea pig
No long will she our atrocities bear
Through tsunamis she made clear
Our plans her turns and quakes tear
When shall we come to senses dear?
Many of our actions she condemned
She gave many a judgments rem
Stop! Stop! All this science drunk men
Else mother Earth will cut the stem
We..need..to..act..responsibly..to..save...Mother Earth...to...save..ourselves...Thanks. No long will she our atrocities bear Through tsunamis she made clear
a gud one and to the point...the recent uttarakhand floods have proved that!
we need the poems with such messages, we call her Mother, but don't treat her like that...an eye-opener! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good didactic poem.Thoughtful.