The days of greenery are gone,
With the heap of machinery on,
Days and nights go slow,
With no emotions undertow.
The hardships people face everyday,
Only seem to increase even if persay;
Where is our land heading to?
To dust with living set for whom?
More and more stories we hear now and then,
Seem only interesting when from nature's den.
All done and dusted,
Thrown away as simple as iron rusted.
What solution do we have now?
But to save what we have with an unbreakable vow.
~By Aarthi.N & Ashwath
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