Monday, June 13, 2011

Eco song

Look around you and tell me what you see,
Don’t you realize what you are doing to me?
If only our planet earth could speak,
And asked to answer your actions, are you ready?

I have set the clock running
But you are trying to stop it from turning,
Nurturing the first life form I enabled evolution,
But you are sterilizing me with industrial revolution
You are choking me with plastic , draping air with acids,
Became a termite virus and destroyed the whole forests
Look around you and tell me what you see,
Don’t you realize what you are doing to me?
If only our planet earth could speak,
And asked to answer your actions, are you ready?

Now I can give you no more rain, who else is to blame,
The Living heart quenches its thirst with tears in pain,
beautiful ice castles that I built in different shapes
Are melting down in the rising carbon heat waves
I have shown my wrath, you have seen the Tsunami,
But you still don’t seem to stop in exploiting me

Look around you and tell me what you see,
Don’t you realize what you are doing to me?
This is how the earth would speak,
Come lets correct our mistakes, are you ready?

Lets own a tree each and plant a thousand others
As a homage to one tree that withers,
Lets save electricity and use resources dutiful
Let day be bright and let night - dark and beautiful
Lets recycle most and reduce our carbon foot print
Lets go green for a future - colorful and magnificent

Look around you and tell everyone you see,
That we have planned how this is going to be,
To hand our future generations a home,
So marvelous and breathtaking indeed.

Confession!

She said it loud, not that everyone had to hear it, there were only two of us present. She was ascertaining her feeling by saying it aloud so that every part of her understands and acts accordingly and that every part of mine does the same. Her body was so heated up with the feeling that I could see slight movement in her hands and the heat was melting her thoughts into water that I could see in her eyes. The moment robbed us of words. I could see the sincerity in her eyes. Her feeling was so pure and truthful, I was moved. I had to take a step back to bottle the scene for drinking it up later when I can digest it. There were no metaphors or similes, no quotes or sayings. They were three simple words telling what she felt, what she believes and what the base of her actions towards me is going to be. That day for the first time she openly said, "I hate you".