The underlying message of this poem is for the present generation to practice sustainable development i.e. development done by keeping the needs of the future generation in mind. I’ve written it in rugged free verse, from a perspective of a kid addressing his father so as to target the maternal and paternal instincts in readers, attaching them to the message on a deeper level.
Hey father, look at what we’ve done. What about the peaceful paradise that you’ve promised to your son. I don’t feel safe in this world anymore I’m a mother nature’s son. And you sit there thinking I’m insane. But do you ever stop to notice that this fragile planet cannot sustain the sheer number of human beings. Overpopulation Starvation Inflation Do we even give a damn, these crazy politicians! Everyone’s multiplying till they’re all walking like flies. Do we even care? Why can’t we compare ourselves with the flowers and the birds & trees and the clouds that roll by and the Sun that sits in the sky. Then afraid and confused you ask me, ‘What’s wrong with Mother’s womb’ As you cover coastal waters with oily blankets convert fields of grass into deserts turn soaring eagles into vultures as you cut down trees and they fall like dying soldiers. As you pave peaceful oases into parking lots. But father, don’t be afraid I’ll show you the way Together we can save our dying mother Together we can keep her safe Lets reduce, reuse and recycle starting from today.
~dedicated to all the artists who spread the message of love towards our mother Earth far and wide.
I’ve also submitted this poem for Open Link Night hosted by dear Linda at dVerse