Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 31, 2015





Many things have changed except sun and moon
Paupers are more whining in the street in rags
So also are riches sleeping in the bed of pearls.

Hospitals are many considering number of patients
Entering in tentative footsteps ailing and trailing,
Lovers are many, easy are the ways to win hearts
Hurried in rhapsody of flesh in a gift from city Malls.

Meetings and conferences are many everywhere
Considering the number of problems in the world,
Saints are many also many more are the sinners
The wind mill in our mind is unpredictably vexed.

Birds and animals have changed their habitation
The forest as their home is reduced in number
They prefer to work in circus or become our pet.

Easy is communication to do all our works
But difficult to breathe for toxic wastes in air.

Pesticide in food eats our heart choking to die
It is futile to bring changes destroying earth
A deeper darker truth unpleasant to hear
Are we the cold-blooded killer of our own mother?

Composed and copyright by Rajendra K. Padhi

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