Some saw undulating hills of bliss
And a stream and a waterfall
They that saw them were lovers and poets
But of no no future consequence at all
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Loved it. There are no easy answers. Every thing starts in the name of human welfare but does it ends like that is always questionable. Just remembered Arundhati Roy's power politics. Really good poem.
Everything has a dual face As development, in its phase Without some sacrifice, no progress is viable But compensation should be settled amicable When we think of progress, the greater good of the greater number is often taken into account and the lesser number, cruelly sidelined. That is not fair. Those men evicted in the course of development projects should be given adequate compensation! We should also not unnecessarily tamper with eco systems and Nature's ecological balance! ! Enjoyed! The title is quite apt!
Lovers and poets see the beauty of nature! Politicians and engineers look at a million mega watts of power locked! Repeated sad story of tribal settlements and villages that were damned! Butterflies and monkeys can move elsewhere, Development is the need of this crying hour! Nice poem, somehow we have to convince ourselves!
a good poem realizing the society we live in and our needs.
an intensely sensitive portrayal! sadly it's the price of civilization.
ah the old story of progress versus tradition where no one wins but the developer (did you mean tribe not tribal) shows the dichotomy of terrible dilemma. 10/10 BB