Wind bursts, orange fire curtains
Sweeping the land fueled blazes
There, in Arctic and Antartic a disintegrity
Cuts of ice, the size of a small country
Sodden wreckage continues hassling
Disasters continue bothering
Thrashing heat waves and fires
Threshing glacial melts and storms
Inflicting floods and climatic crashes
Massive attacks, why?
Something wrong, something warning
Grievously yes, global warming
Ozone layer depleting
Greenhouse emission repeating
Causes are we; Cautious we be
Speed of nature..can compete we?
Wish, they infer not 'Mother Earth is sick'
Can morally we curb quick?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem