If this is not the day,
When we raid the woods,
To cut down all trees-the stalwarts of nature.
If this is not the day,
To grow money in trees,
If this is not the day,
To hunt broke game and steal aroma from musk,
If this is not the day,
To rob our water, pack and seal, make it filthier-
Still calling it mother;
If this is not the day,
To crease breathing heavens with warheads,
And drive home deserts;
If this is not the day,
To spill oil and dump trash to the seas,
Suffocating poor fishes with open eyes!
If this is not the day,
To pilfer out birds from their nests,
If this is not the day,
We do little to make the globe a hearth,
And letting ice caps melt.
If this is not the day,
We erect concrete jungles, and hangout with cocktail.
If this is not the day,
On to a world where plastic smiles greet one another,
Eating from plastic platters, fried out Kentucky,
Sipping the cola drink with savor;
If this is not the day,
Don’t we need a day?
------------------------------------------Priyan----------------------
Let us not make ourselves the unworthy sons and daughters of this soil and anymore forget this day, when we plant more smoke pipes, untreated drains, concrete jungles and sell Rivers in bottles. Let us share care and conserve this earth, strive to make it greener and brighter.
Because earth is life!