After the Floods

Water! Water! The entire landscape submerged Grave silence! Except the torrents swift and huge Intimidating sights, plains and valleys merged Rushing above the tops of roofs with a surge Clergymen discoursed it the Almighty's curse The end of epoch, predictors prophesied Scientists explained it an eco inverse Country folk acknowledged it ill-fate and cried Swept by it, the colonies of little birds Corpses drained by the rapid gush of water Crashed , ruinous, inexplicable for words Haphazard the course of life by its slaughter Debris and uprooted trees drained by the flows Disfigured the pretty landscape of lush green Distressing sights remained as heart rending woes Destruction with all its diabolic spleen Life becomes an endless and relentless fight. By mingling, can't we make an adaptation? Western and Indians' viewpoints may be right But harming nature leads to degradation