Butcher Not Mother Nature

Butcher Not Mother Nature short poem

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(A small lyrical tribute on Environment)

We seldom forget to go about our routine
But sure we forget to protect nature’s goldmine

We keep priorities changing,
as a matter of fact, keep re-arranging.

Mountain highs to ocean lows
Mother Nature moves and speaks.

While reminding us of her past
She make us know how she should last.

We human beings are so blind
we leave our common sense far behind.

We’re moving fast and living large,
Destroying her image by and large

We cut the trees and kill the species
Thinking we are the sole authorities

We pollute the air and run amok
The liquid waste all over the place

We think we have right to take charge
Forgetting she’s the one in charge.

We think we have right to trespass her
Forgetting that we are all a part of her

If we forget to treat her right.
Make no mistake we are into deadly plight.

If we can’t treat her with distinction
we surely face extinction

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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Good one Rampriya, Keep up this fine hobby for a VERY LONG TIME TO COME !


Yes I loved your poem and also commend you on the English too far better than my own and I am native to English. Mother Nature at times lashes back and we should heed her. Yes I loved your poem.


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