By Aparna Bandyopadhyay
Contributory Author for Spark Igniting Minds
Jimmy had left food on his plate
To run out and play with his mate.
Little did he care for the waste,
To play with his mate, in great haste.
He said, "it's not my cross to bear"
His mother shed tears in despair!
Her memory of a distant past,
When food was scarce, man scraped in dust.
The famine was real, when hunger burnt,
And man fought man in daily hunt.
Men said," not our cross to bear".
Humankind were in despair!
The land today is all but seized,
By factories as they pollution wheezed.
The refuse and reject of daily life,
Pervade the earth like the rusted knife.
Development says," not our cross to bear"
Flora and Fauna are in despair!
Jimmy and mankind are one and the same,
When Earth is just a planet's name.
Our Mother is afire, no longer our hive
Man can no more in nature survive.
Mother Earth says, "Not my cross to bear".
Humankind that day laments in despair!
(Featured Image by Ajay kumar Singh from Pixabay)
About the Author
Aparna has been a physics teacher in various Air Force Stations and Private schools in civilian areas, whenever stationed at a place. She has written articles and poems in Air Force magazines and regional publications.
She is now focusing on methods to make the environment green and safe. Her motto is to keep learning from young and old alike, there being no end date to learning.