THE LOST LIFE
Poem by Chan Mongol
March 15 of 2021
Then, I saw, plants and crops dancing with the air;
I felt the paradise as a child with the most pleasure.
Vast fields with greens, brought new life allover;
Leaves of jute, rice, melon, onion, farina, sesame, pepper.
I was then in the offspring of the nature in paradise;
What a life and liberty we had in those days, guys!
We had vast fields, crops, fruits, clean pond water, pure air;
We sure lived in awesome heavenly atmosphere.
I also planted trees, seeds alongside my all rounder father;
We were so close with cattle, trees, plants, nature!
I often climbed up fruit trees using hands and feet;
Picked up coconuts and ripe fruits, stomachs to treat.
Thinking of a way to fetch my lost people and the past;
At least, by cleaning the filth, smoke, gas and dust!
Important to get back natural organic food, agriculture;
In processing with seeds, soil, heat, air and natural water!
Let's put our energy to develop and work on agriculture;
We need natural science for seeds, soil, heat, air, water!