Appeal Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The great mountain ranges my origin
That I am filtered by the earth
The hills, jungles, checks
My purity ensured and allows to flow
Where my daughters welcomes me
As my valuable tributaries
In the way accepts all I gets
I made my own ways in centuries
Civilization, culture in my course of life
Several episodes of human activities
That I witnessed in silent mood
I Can't explain all of them
One thing I am sure and proclaim
I love all of you and allow me to flow
With my own purity as ever
Or else the losers are all of us.