We wish for the best of health we love,
Without thinking of the fact we aren’t above.
How long can we overlook such defect,
While the day is not far when we won’t be intact.
Responsible we are for facing such defect,
By cutting the trees which give us nature touch.
A touch survives and keeps us alive,
Not only alive but gives us sweet smile.
By their bodybuilding fruits and oxygen filled breeze,
By comfort giving seat and home to please.
In the name of growth we simply invoke,
Build chimneys and factories giving dust and smoke.
Not simple smoke but poison filled dose,
Arisen from the womb of the war of the earth.
Earth living-beings hearts have created such hearths,
For the destruction of others and also themselves.