How Green This Lawn Was Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

How green this lawn was
Two years back, when did I trespass
Thick green on each blade of grass
Shining in sunlight and dancing at each wind cross

Alas, there are patches in yellow
So many that the land piece looks fallow
Paining and placing me in sorrow
How I wished the entire scene changes tomorrow

I asked the trim and erect watchman
Keeping vigilant near a portico van
What happened to this graceful lawn
So well kept extending greenly greetings each dawn

Was it because the soil turned hostile
Or it because the ants established their domicile
Or it because of the chemicals those weed sterile
Tell when soon the lawn will get back its soothing smile

Oh, sir, are you in this world, ever on galloping
Economically marching ahead and developing
Where is time for any one to attend to this soil topping
We are on the progress mode nothing be stopping

We know what are our gainful spending
And where should we stop depending
And which are going to keep revenue sending
There is no end to this economical expanding

In this great economic value addition
Everything is in cash denomination
No longer loyalty, love or passion
All aim towards cost-to-the-company reduction

Growing trees is no longer a feat
Nature care has to take a back seat
We are preparing for those days ahead so sweet
When this lawn will not be of grass, but of currency sheet