War Of Humanity

It was a nurtured land Flourish the nature on her lap Splendid was its crops They grow with all the vigor One day someone ploughed that land Spread pesticides on her jaws Then sow some alien seed She speculates and falls asleep Then it turned to be a deserted land Nothing flourished on her wing Her story turned to past There even rain fails to shower Women is like a nurtured land It flourishes with love and peace There blossoms a lovely sprout So that it will scent humanity When sword raises at her dignity Remember it will swing above your head Pesticides there will spread hassle As your tree is still on this island! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved