SIGNS OF DESTRUCTION
In the name of development we are destrying mother earth
Natural resources on which rest survival of mother earth
A day will come when we will be called developed indeed
But our earth will be a fire ball then worst than hell
Neither there will be greenery.nor rain or forest at all
Neither there will be water in the river nor coolness in the wind
Think still time is there, if not for you but indeed for posterity
This life of ours is of no use if we cannot leave a better world
for posterity
Remember we are not the owner of this earth but a trustee only
Let the posterity feel indebted to us for our service to the next generation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem