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Nature's facade, a beauty to behold, Conceals the beast, as destruction unfolds. The more we penetrate, the more we pay For progress's price, in a world astray. The great mother nourishes, yet takes away; Penalties for wounds, inflicted day by day. Trees felled, tunnels bored, skyscrapers high, A boom of development, as the earth cries. Rebellion brews, as nature's balance shifts; Growth turns to decay, as destruction gifts A warning sign, a call to mend, The dance of death, a devil's trend. Now man awakens, to nature's design; A lesson learned, in a world redefined. Destruction's toll, a price to pay, For peace, we yearn, in a world gone astray.                         By: Dr Anmol 'Karla'
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 10:26 PM UTC
The Bane of the Great Mother
Nature's facade, a beauty to behold, Conceals the beast, as destruction unfolds. The more we penetrate, the more we pay For progress's price, in a world astray. The great mother nourishes, yet takes away; Penalties for wounds, inflicted day by day. Trees felled, tunnels bored, skyscrapers high, A boom of development, as the earth cries. Rebellion brews, as nature's balance shifts; Growth turns to decay, as destruction gifts A warning sign, a call to mend, The dance of death, a devil's trend. Now man awakens, to nature's design; A lesson learned, in a world redefined. Destruction's toll, a price to pay, For peace, we yearn, in a world gone astray.                         By: Dr Anmol 'Karla'
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 10:26 PM UTC
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