Slow Poison Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Why are you giving me slow poison?
My friends! Why are you acting as a foe?
Kill me at once if you can.
I am dying in stages.
Every night when I go to my bed,
I think the proceeding dawn,
Is not for me.
Ahead of me is a lasting night,
a complete dark night,
no moon no stars,
and the Milky Way,
is closed for me,
And the blue sky,
having lost its soothing blue color,
has absorbed all the colors.
No color is reflected.
And the droplets are no more a prism.
The rainbow spectrum has ceased to be.
I am no more fertile,
Flowers don’t blossom,
no fruits, no crops,
Where is my green skirt?
you burnt it,
I am now naked,
Where is my umbrella made of ozone?
It’s torn and damaged.
My Sons! Aren’t you shy of incest?
My Sons! Will you bury me naked?
My sons! You cannot.
My Sons! You will be dead,
before I expire,
And my naked dead body,
Will orbit round the sun!
till me and my entire family,
will enter in a heavy and dense black hole!
Why did you develop a deadly civilization?
It’s increasing pollution.
It’s a slow poison for me!