Man has inherited amazingly immense wealth-
from his mom - mother earth.
From his dad - the valient sun
man wants to inherit the moon.
What right does man have over the moon?
Would man tell the moon-
'Whatever abundant helium you have is not yours-
it is my dads'
[the sun's rays have deposited this helium on the moon]
How is man so sure that the moon has no children for inheritance?
Man to fulfil his needs will inherit anything from anywhere-and
amazingly he will call himself scientific too.
{If man wants to leave behind anything as inheritance to the coming
generations- the helium content from the moon would be the best to give - DR. ABDUL KALAM}
rightly said, SL...if you talk of inheritance, it is moon that has a right over earth and not for earth over moon...very interesting write...i liked 10
wow...very.interesting write sir....beautiful poetry with Scientific touch....reality, fantasy and science merging into an interesting piece...a poetry on mythology of your own making....interesting and touching....inheritance for the next generations? everybody should think of it...we have to take care of mother earth and everything that the next generations will be happy.....10++++++++
nicely said...thanks for the wisdom you shared. Hugs, Meggie
Great poem. Man's desire to possess all leads to unquenchable search for new grounds. In other to inherit all, new discoveries are made daily.
with the rises in population and stuff. we need new palces to live.. nice write.
Sky is the limit for the advancement of science and technology. No wonder, if man settles himself in the moon or mars in course of time.
I love to read items that have real meanings to impart to the public. Pieces that have something to say have added value in my view. This piece is not just about the subject it addresses, it can apply to a wide array of things as well. I liked it. GW62
very unique and thoughtprovoking...how do you come up with these thoughts? ? ? ...Sam, great thoughts...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear narayan, it's man's supreme greed... none can prevent that.... we are living embodiments of greed