The Drought Poem by Paramanathan Kunchithapathan

Drought is a dreadful menace without a doubt,
Brought distraught of misery for the mother earth.
Wrought iron even melt, such is the vigour that ripped apart the earth,
Ought to fight the drought by the virtuous; without rest.

Drought is certainly a man-made menace without a doubt,
Brought disastrous destiny to humanity at large.
Distraught poor faced the disaster with only tears to survive,
Haughty disdain, the ignorant to be brought to books.

Drought is certainly the talk of the town without a doubt,
Drought would go away in the light of heavy monsoon if comes sooner.
Doubt that haunting the world to eradicate drought for good,
Daunting is the task to evade drought unless we all undivided to fight together.

Drought is a real tormentor for humanity without a doubt,
Right effort with collective thinking should be the motto as a whole.
Hats off to the scientists of their vouch to eliminate this monster out of this world,
Bravo are the sensible ones to stand in unison to save this planet.

Drought is the catalyst to nurture the unity of the world dwelling in disunity,
Brought awareness on Climate Change and Carbon Footprint streamlined the goal.
Growing awareness to fight the drought is a sigh of relief to make the earth greener,
Great virtue of faith in the almighty's grace is the only hope to save humanity.

Composed by
P Kunchithapathan
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