A Tale of Destruction By Satis Shroff
TALE OF DESTRUCTION (Satis Shroff)
Tell the tale you clouds and gulls,
Despite the happiness and hope,
Spread by the sunlight
In early Spring.
Tell your tale of destruction
Carried by the gales and storms,
That bore names.
The wooden stairs and platforms
Lie now strewn upon the shore,
Blown to smithereens.
Plastic products everywhere,
Among a people that care.
A water desert,
That has been left behind,
As a warning,
Till the next big gale.
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© Satis Shroff. All rights reserved
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