In
a decline of (verte)-invertebrates,
Follows
what? Ecosystem in nosedive!
Now
swap with only intelligent sapiens,
And witness how mother nature smiles.
Thus,
presence of what that, exhumes,
The
beauty bequeathed, inherited.
If
natural only resisted to sync; then,
What
worth even nurtured, with merit?
Like
on the stations would alight or cross,
What’s
destined; might even reach to destiny;
But
wouldn’t a snooze in evolution be blissful,
Than
impulsion that burning all and thee?
Grateful
to be chosen ones or otherwise? Fine!
But
whose presence exacerbates; ain’t guardians such,
Nor
ever makes anyone rise! ☹
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022