A teen tore a page and made a plane.
Then threw it out of the window pane
Knowing that it is wastage of trees.
Running behind success, we forget
That we are demolishing Nature’s set
Meticulously provided for our comforts.
We are fighting against Nature,
Trying to destroy it for no cause,
Unmindful of our own loss.
So, be alert before Nature’s havoc
And our very existence is rocked.