WE WONT BE MISSED

WE WONT BE MISSED…

When the last drops of blood

Are washed away by the soothing rain

Falling on a decayed earth

We won’t be missed

When the poisons of our past misdeeds

Are blown away by the cool breeze

As it drifts past the burnt trees and grass

We won’t be missed

When every trace of the War, for

Water.

Territory.

Survival.

Will be covered up by raging sandstorms

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We write of the power of nature,

Of Gods and Goddesses showcasing their might,

But where are they?

Is Ra choking on the pollution and smog

That has so blackened our sky?

Have we succeeded in drowning Poseidon

Under the waste dumped in our oceans everyday?

Where has Demeter gone

Has the bounty she so lovingly provided, disappeared?

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When the Earth dies

Life dies.

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We were never needed.

We won’t be missed...       

                                              
- Niyati Singh

                        St. Stephen's College, Delhi