Room To Decide Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Room to decide

It is nuclear cloud
With bang of loudness
It has been tested in ocean
To see the effect of unknown consequences

The fishes may be out of world
The other things are also told
The human generation may be full of deformities
Everywhere you will witness no lives

The future generation may lack many things
They will be disease prone and may bring
No prospectus for future
The dark may descend for sure

So we appeal
To feel real
About danger and fall out
When we talk about

It may have destructive colours
Totally black with danger
Not good for mankind
And providing room to decide