Survival Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sea level is dangerously rising
Nature is furious and uprising
With so much furor and anger
Earth planet is very much in danger

Are we playing with our fate?
Is awakening coming very late?
What we are trying to prove and discuss?
Why so much hesitation and fuss?

Whole mankind may disappear
Desert look on land may appear
Sea may swallow tiny islands
Tragedy not by nature but human hands

Lust, greed, murders form act of the day
We are amidst crisis and lost the way
Sea treasure is depleting very fast
No creatures may survive to last

Glaciers are melting at an alarming level
Dooms day is not far and about to spell
Draughts and floods are doing very well
Earth quake is routine and creating hell

Survival is limited object only for today
No matter who suffered for the very day?
Voice is muted and has limited say
Sink or perish altogether on destined day

Desert is witnessing heaviest snow fall
Rivers in spate and mountains call
Forests burn with all-round flame
What on earth we are doing for them?

Sky is invading with deadly emission
Gases are leaked but no admission
Talks go on for appointing commission
Anarchy prevails with lots of confusion

No one may heed to simple advice
Digging graves for burial or demise
Generations may be lost in mad race
Nothing may be left to hide the face

It is crucial that we must survive
Popular movement for efforts to revive
Let good counsel enter in their mind
world awaits clean and new order to find