Look unto your mind's mirror and reflect,
Time's upon you to change, time ‘tis to care,
Conserve, mend ways and do repairs long left
Loose; you have plundered this fecund land bare;
Nay, abused your Ma that spared you her womb
By mining her in an unfair tillage,
Pushing close your Mother Earth to her tomb,
Take heed, you've ransacked her O in pillage,
Spoil not ripe age by pawning her youth's prime,
Look through the mirror of your intellect,
Note wrinkles of guilt on your face, and act
In earnest and undo your callous crime.
Were you to prove unfair to her fair name,
Ye shall perish like corn, in utmost shame.
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Sonnets | 09.11.08 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem on Earth nicely executed. Nice penmanship. I appreciate this poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Mr Kumarmani, it feels good when a discerning reader/poet likes a poem you've penned.