The soil
which nourished & breathed life,
Drops
of gold in rivers of belief shined;
Organic
in itself had, what all in need,
Blissful flocks past bridges & stream beneath.
Alas!
An abundant land, when fertilized,
Decades
of acidic hybrids compromised;
Soil
that flourished, no count; now unbinds,
Know!
You nourished Mutated of such kind.
Belief
in soil, when even the rest disbelieved,
Who in
the past lived & couldn’t foresee!
But
unfertile IF becomes; shouldn’t have been!
Know!
You indulged Migratory birds who deceive.
So,
if aesthetics of such lands that goes down,
Cultivators on trojan horses still bear crowns;
Then
look not here or there or everywhere,
Know!
You welcomed who brought base to bare. 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2021