Agony Of Amazon Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

Agony Of Amazon



The rainforest of Amazon is burning...
Haven't you heard the crying...?
O don't know how many souls are sold
And where to stop greddy game of cash cold?

The lungs are burning without a DOT
And now you are smoking a lot...
Enjoy enjoy how much more you can
Your lost lungs really infuriate the Pan.

O how beautiful she was, the little rabbit
Only remain the burning ashes bright...
O man please taste the boiled flesh
Crocodile himself invites for your bless!

Friday, August 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
1. DOT-Directly observed treatment, short-course is the name given to the tuberculosis control strategy recommended by the World Health Organization. According to WHO, "The most cost-effective way to stop the spread of TB in communities with a high incidence is by curing it. The best curative method for TB is known as DOTS."(Source-Wikipedia)

2. PAN-In ancient Greek religion and mythology, Pan is the god of the wild, shepherds and flocks, nature of mountain wilds, rustic music and impromptus, and companion of the nymphs.(Source-wikipedia)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rimpa pal 23 August 2019

Excellent

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West Bengal, India
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