Those It Helps. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Those It Helps.
A picnic walk through the forest
Where we can be friendly with nature
The grand tree branches welcomes
To see the inner jungle and their plight
The plunderers easily makes their profit
Where the life of valuable tree ends
The poachers makes their own profit
Without concern of the life of elephants
Still the trees serves the humans
As a good friend to help the rain god.
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