Blame thee not the Sun,
blameless he is
duty-bound he is
never does he play truant,
works he round the clock,
lige-giver he is,
life-denier not he
blame him not thee
blame thee thyself
man, all your own undoing
and you still continue
playing with fire
and you pay for it
pay you have to.
Earth if getting flooded
by the melting glaciers,
upset climate cycles,
all your fault man,
but you need to atone
for it.
Sitting idly
keeping fingers crossed
no remedy
no panancea reaches
you sans effort.
Sea-levels rising
habitat submerging
bio-diversity extinct
day by day, minute by minute,
second by second.
Breast-beating
no answer,
no-one there to listen to,
forests deforested,
afforestation namesake,
no pupose saved
greenery, gardens,
rivers, rivulets, streams,
sky-high mountains
all will turn out to be dreams,
cherished dreams.
193 rulers across the globe
all 'enlightened ones'
meet, debate,deliberate
dispute, disperse
with vows to meet, debate
deliberate, dispute again and again
and the cycling goes on unabated
decision unanimous in the
end
to meet, further meet and
no tangible decision
never taken, however in the end.
Never any committments
reached at,
never any promises made
never any assurances given.
Conglomeration of 193
at different locations,
locations always ideal,
magnificient, picturesque, tourist resorts
tea, coffee, snacks, sumptuous feasts served
all tempting, mouth-watering.
The big, wide, frightening
mouth of demon
the ever widening
spider-web
the entrapments though
our rulers seem like
noticing not.
193 , however will and
continue to meet, wine, dine,
till the last moment
when all get caught
on the spider-web
or in the big, wide, frightening,
mouth of
the demon on
the prowl
when everything turns
too late.
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