The InsignificantA Poem by RaziaREffects of pollution"O lofty mountain! Why do you look sad? You used to be green and majestic, Now, you look rather bald. All these winding roads like scars on your body, Like you have battled hard, And fought till you are bloody." "O warm river! Only a boulder remains. I have been mined and crushed, But I have remained steadfast in vain. When the heavens split on my behalf, Vengeance is my consolation. But why do you laugh?" "O dense mountain! My problems are much more than
yours. My healing arms have been closed off, trapped by concrete jaws. Every graceful living being in me is dead, I carry only plastics, polythene and sometimes factory lead." "O rushing river! How quickly you flood? A temper that overflows, Our positions you have misunderstood. My problems I tell you to make you understand, That we are not in competition, But victims by Humanity's destructive hand." © 2020 RaziaR |
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