Cry For Help
We were taught earth is blue and green
But soon it might only be a dream
The cool breeze and the blue waters seem to be drying
“Help me”, it feels, the river and seas are crying
Who do we blame for this situation?
Its created by you, me and called “POLLUTION”
No more are the birds chirping
No more are the stars twinkling
No more are the seas calm
No more on our faces we see a charm
It effects us all from water, air and noise
To live with it, is this our only choice?
Friends, before its too late, lets all wake up
Fight it out rather than give up
Lets not litter, lets not scream
Lets plant a tree, and may this not just be a dream
To all our elders, join us fight it without a hesitation
Save the environment and us from the deadly “POLLUTION”
Copyright © Rishabh Nirula | Year Posted 2007
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