Not To Oil Much Poem by Prabhat Kumar Sahoo

Some centuries back on this soil
Declared a Prophet some fact on oil.

Once upon a time the oils will reign
Nature's balance will go in vain.'

The men Will talk more words with oil
Merely to please kings & every thing spoil.

Food will float on oil than matter
Men will choose the hospitals better.

To get fuel, the earth will be dug
Machines will manage men-women's hug.

De-oiled knee elbows, men will tear
Nature will be deaf dumb, shall't hear.

My dear Friends please pay me ear
Prophecy may go wrong if we rear.