WE DESTROY THE ECO-SYSTEM
THEN FACE ITS FURY LEADING TO MASS DESTRUCTION.
(My poem that I composed when Kashmir was flooded)
O my sons of soil and daughters!
I nursed you with my nectar
But what you gave me back
Loads of your filth and squalor.
I watered your fields and orchards
Bedewing lips quenched your thirst
But you robbed of glorious flow
And forced my flow backwards.
I bore all follies of yours with smile
But gave no thought to my health
Ravaged my green gorgeous guards
Filled your coffers with wealth and pelf.
Flanks were narrowed I kept quiet
My body was squeezed I cried,
You choked my throat and nose
I lamented, sobbed, wept and sighed.
But no one was there to listen me
I waited for decades with hopes
My kids will come to their senses
Restore me of my breathing space.
Alas! I couldn’t bear, sustain no more
Hurts, cuts, tortures of my kids
My eyes started…
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