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May 2014
A world so dark. A life so bleak.
A world so shallow. A life so meek.
A world of hunger. A life of despair.
A world of no hope, one that seeks repair.
Where are the falls, the summers, and the springs?
Where is the happiness that nature’s bounty brings?
Where is the joy of the first monsoon shower?
Where is the overwhelming natural power?
This is what I look for today.
In the cool wind’s touch and the sun’s first ray.
I am Mother Earth, vulnerable and true.
I reside in the winds, in the waters deep blue.
In a feeling so nostalgic,
in a prayer sincere.
I beg, I plead- eradicate my fear.
Honor the Earth that you live in.
Honor your resources, commit no sin.
Save the world you live in, before it is too late. A small attempt to shed light on this grave issue.
Amrita Dutta
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