We are nudging out nature, in our selfish interest Almost trying to outdo nature and create our space A space devoid of any beauty, mechanical churning Deafening noise, drowning us in the decibels Haze from the industries, making our vision blurry Oblivious to the perils, of where we are heading Are we leaving or building a safe abode for our progeny? We can live in denial and continue to march ahead Trampling many natural dreams in the name of civilization Or measure success in different parameters As success canβt be at the cost of defeating the purpose of life