This is a poem that hurts me to see the environment about..
Little island Vanuatu-
Losing you Vanuatu-
Losing you two hundred thousand people;
It’s a history-
Not now but going to be-
All the beautiful pictures-
Heavenly breathings-
Beautiful sea, beaches and coconut trees-
Once nature donated free-
Future would wonder
How can it be!
For thousands of years the sea cared people-
Now going down the sea;
Everybody understands it-
But nobody can see;
Not for our faults but the faults of others
It’s a matter of them; and us-
So many miles far –
Oh my Oceania’s-
The relatives of nature-
Will you be like many other abolished species or creatures?
Very soon in the near future!
Is there anybody in there?
Is there anybody out there?
Can anyone stop this?
No matter –if you had a
Scuba-meeting under thirty meter feet deep down
The Indian Ocean,
Nor would it help –
When the ministries had meeting up
Above eighteen thousand feet in the Himalayas.
In stunt or in protest
Depends which goggles get your eyes set!
Fact is-
No one is safe –
Living in the sea or
Up above the mountain.
Glaciers melting down
Sea level rising up-
What would you do when you have no habitat?
What would you do, where would you go?
When countries like Bangladesh do?
Looking for opportunities-
Funds and sympathies-
Queuing for the breadcrumb;
NGOs and GO officials
Keep on trying for funds,
Non-stopping-
Greedy diplomacy,
‘What is my share in it,
Let me have all’-
The competition seems keeping busy them all!
Not to mention-
Have got some!
Then began the ransacking-
If you see events this way-
You are not a patriot!
Patriots never say the truth!
Against the government!
Betrayers do-
Who do not have any sense of responsibility-
Honor and dignity!
But no one is asking what the government has done
For to protecting the environment;
Body of Responsible becomes irresponsible-
Gesturing not me tell others-
Shrugging of the duties and responsibilities
Like no other.
No one seems interested for the geography changing-
Rather all hungry for their own sakes-
Fattening their pockets-
Critics say having dual passports
You worry not-
Other destination remains open
You can settle down there if you are caught!
If you have funds-
Every foreign country would treat you
Like nuns-
Leave the country
And have good living with a lot of fun!
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!