The Mother of mothers
A jewel in the sky
An offspring of the star
Revolving around her mentor
With resolve and passion
The mother of the mothers
gave us space, water, air, food,
Sun, day, night, clouds and rains
We returned it with smoke and flames
With myriad of turbulence and furor
She kept us in her lap, safe and breeding
With warmth, love, affection and care
We throbbed in the shadow of her eyes
The crazy, selfish and ungrateful
With ceaseless and unending appetite
Hiding wild desire to swallow all
Devoured her charm and affluence
Ever forgiving and compassionate
She continued with motherly bliss
Absorbing the stresses and strains
With tolerance and magnanimity
The ignorants may turn their mother
Into parched and lifeless land
Wiping out all her bounty
Imperiling their own existence
In the name of God, with rays of hope
Let us wait for the day
When the wisdom dawns
On the naïve, obtuse and the oblivious.
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