My Republica
Our Portal
My City
From
The Print
Kriesha Pradhan

Latest Article By Author

Published On: September 17, 2017 09:09 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan

Mother Earth

Mother Earth

As a child I looked out the window in pleasant glee
At the waving clouds in the air
And the clear blue sky
The hilltop far from me

And the world glistening like the sea
All no longer now
Buried in a graveyard miles away,
Burnt to coal black ashes.

The once blue above me,
Now a grey like the dust before me
I’ll be grave to tell my children 
About the beautiful tigers in the mountains. 

God forbid they even know what mountains are then!
And they’ll be saddened 
To think of blooming flowers and whistling tree’s
To have never seen the amazon.
And it’s hundreds of species
And that is all our fault,
Our selfishness 
And our recklessness.
For it is us,
Who have crushed up our earth
Like a piece of tin foil
And thrown it in the trash

For the future generation to dig up;
And face all the harshness of 
Because it’s a used present 
Left by us.

 

Leave A Comment