Its wretched heat
Stings you to distraction
You frown, you fume, and you itch,
You consume your energy to outstall it
Are the planets seeking revenge?
The sun grows wilder day by day
Its hacky heat devours and destroys
Yet no one cares
People die of hunger
People die of thirst
People die of the heat
Who cares?
Nature’s wrath intensifies
Man, like Faustus
Indulges in wild adventures
To conquer nature
Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions
Do not deter his spirit
The time is still ripe
Plant more trees
Save, save this earth
From becoming a heated cauldron
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India
It’s a very appropriate poem for the present time. Ms Diwakar aptly points out that we are the creators of imbalance in Nature. If it’s a burning cauldron then no one but we are responsible for it so it’s high time we undid the harm by planting as many trees as possible. The sooner we start with it the better it’ll be for all living beings