Before I turn into ash myself, I have a stock in me, a lot
Just announcement is not sufficient, to minimise how much we fought
How much the earth can bear our mistakes, in the name of development
We enjoyed every loss, but about control none have taught
Demolition of trees for construction of houses and cities
For our increasing necessity, the way only we have got
May it's small but it's necessary, to get proper meaning of expression
Thought expressed in a sentence, must have a proper full stop.
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