Holy Cow! Dirty how!
When it bathed in the polluted Ganges.
The sins of others will permeate you now
As the water turns murky, down Himalayan Ranges
Hole in the Ozone, Hole in the World
I love to sing the Buy-Buy Coda
Consumption is making us dizzy and whirl
I want to show the neighbour my new Skoda
A rain-forest a day, wiped clean,
Houses to build, more trash to read
All we want is money, our only green
The more you hunger, when more you feed
Tsunamis and hurricanes, earthquakes and floods
Nature messed with, back with a vengeance
So many flowers nipped in their buds
Can we act sane, just for once?
The last I was in the woods was in my dreams
The sense of awe, so profound.
More I rush, the farther it seems,
The less I want, more spoils abound
Take it slow, is what I learnt
Money shouldn't make us pawn.
What if all we have gets buried or burnt
In a flash, all that we have... gone.
My submission to this year's poetry contest at work. Results will be out next week.
I won last year
Update -Dec 21 - I lost this year