Earth

Submitted by ratnaprabha r raykar on Fri, 06/05/2009 - 15:49

Madame Earth beckons Mars,
'' my plight will soon be like yours''
senseless children bent upon
philandering my gifts...air, water, forests

In their morbid race to modernism
their myriad cars, buses smog me
with lead and carbon
their factories are choking my rivers
to their greed for lands and minerals
my forests are a sacrifice
their callousness have burned holes
in my cloak of ozone
I no longer can shield them

May God give them a little wisdom
lest they end up in a barren tarren

ratnaprabha raykar

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hi

Submitted by prema_nair on Fri, 06/05/2009 - 23:00.

nice work...... i liked the personification very much

i have read many poems on this topic but i must say this was one of the best......& thank you for commenting on my poem

Keep writing

thanks,

Prema

wow

Submitted by lavanya b on Sun, 06/07/2009 - 00:04.

just the feel of mother earth.Well expressed.I would promise not u but myself to try most not destroy my mother by negligence to her.

Regards,

Lavanya.

hi

Submitted by loveulife on Fri, 06/12/2009 - 01:38.

Good Work....I like the begining and the last two lines the best...Quite a punch there.

May God give them a little wisdom
lest they end up in a barren tarren

Would like to read more of your work...

Ratnaprabha

Submitted by jack the ripper on Sat, 06/13/2009 - 22:34.

wisdom.... Man was never wise... Whats most dangerous is that they think they are...
Modernization...I look down to it as another word for experiment... We have converted the earth into a HUGE playground for scientists... The most unwise...

Respectfully,
Amartya