The thorns are dead, tangled on the fence. The flowers have wilted, above my head. The nature seems tensed with unexplained guilts. What has been planned? In the womb of this earth. Growing slowly, yet unseen. The impact shows on the surface. Such a fool we've been!! Drought, quakes and many forces, unstoppable winds and storm, that **** in and gulp the ships. We listen to deaf bosses, who talk about nature as cheap. They really groan and nigh like horses, wagging their tails on money. Yet nod their head off on many, who seek to retain nature to benefit our coming future. But their hunger of money grows and they come with failed projects!! When mother nature throws her tantrums, that's when, men starts to observe and object. Hence, controlling the failures and making awareness to protect and preserve
Our greenery, our nature, our earth that we deserve...



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