Oncoming

Dead ponds, increasing heat due to Global warming,
Dried leaves, dead trees speaks about the Oncoming.

Even today, time wants to get back the fields, water, rivers,
If the wound, by the flower of humanity can be covered.

In The desert of development water would be searched,
By the Road side mound of the dead would be the banquet of the vultures.

Even though there might be few survivors,
The ventilator will cover the smell of the Dead.

How long the oxygen mask would be carried to school, office?
Once go to the mirror and ask yourself.

Open your window glass, smell the poisonous air,
Now if you wish, go and plant a tree somewhere.
                       - Prabhat Ghosh

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