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Source of Life








                            For so long you have been a giver of life,
                         From the ancient of days you were the gist of life,
                                       In you, life is given
                                 Without you, life is taken away.

                           From cells to tissues, to organs and systems,
                                    You have been the basis
                          You have channelled all the mechanisms of life.
                      From micro to macro organisms you are the gist of life,
                                The absence of you brings sorrow,
                                 The presence of you brings joy,
                             The exceeding limits of you brings tears.

                                For all you have been known for,
                              You have never changed your nature.
                        Unless you are provoked, provoked by human kind
                              Through their anthropogenic activities
                          For social, economic and agricultural activities
                             Yes, the human kind have provoked you.


                               Now you have shown your anger,
                                   That anger has taken lives
                           Lives that are too weak to defend themselves
                     Lives that would have not survived outside your premises
                            Lives that were ignored by the strong lives
            Strong lives that were too ignorant to consider lives that dwells amongst you
                 Lives that were blinded by Darwin’s Theory that they tend to forgot
                           They forgot that balance was still imperative

                               Now all of them gather sorrowfully,
                  Trying everything in their intellectual capacity to bring you back.
               They have seen that you have left, probably impossible to come back,
                             The only thing they are left of is the trace,
                               Trace from where you used to flow





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