The butterflies have fled
Sparrows have flown away;
Never to return.
Living within the circle of smoke and fumes
that hovers above.
Fighting over pieces of the earth
As if driven by the devil.
We beasts; the humans,
Born from her;
Dependent on her,
Yet, we dishonor her creations.
Fully aware of our misdeeds
Like pirates possessed by the evil
Drilling into the heart of the oceans
Burning the forests to create a concrete jungle
Each hill, each valley;
Wars; ruins and rubble; depressing debris, and
Ashes about everywhere. We pillaged.
When raping, killing, looting,
And pillaging is a punishable offence…
Why then is pillaging of nature justified…?
I speak softly for they, are listening
The assassins will be cornered,
The nemesis defeated
And the day of inevitable retribution will come.
Ranjeeta N Ghai