In 2012, will the Earth die?

Or is it a mere joke?

Is there really hope?

If its not a lie,

I think we all know why!

Or will it be only the humans,

To receive this storm?

May be it will be a bliss for Mother Nature,

To nurture her original form.

Will the organisms celebrate,

for this news too great?

Its not about who we are,

But the way we treat others.

When it comes to greed,

We don't even spare our brothers.

Imagine yourself as a tree,

No shivering at the arrival of an axe.

Just for some wood, paper and pulp,

You will be cut down in Lakhs.

Or as a river,

Flowing down in spree.

You won't get polluted,

As you pass a factory.

Or as a circus lion,

Where you are asked to roar and skip,

And do things unwillingly,

At the crack of a whip.

Or something even more common,

Like a flower in a vase.

Surviving without food,

For several days.

The hard working bees will buzz,

For not getting killed by phone.

And so called endangered Tiger,

Won't be hunted for it's skin, skull, teeth and bone.

I wish we were not so selfish,

Bound by our own greed.

Not thinking of others,

But our own endless needs.

MJ

18.04.2012