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The Poetry of the Earth is Never Dead. But We will SOON be...!!!

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I wonder where the green grass went? All buried under new cement.
I wonder where the birds have flown? They've gone to find another home.
I wonder where the footpath's gone? Right underneath your car, my son.
I wonder where the old folks go? The Nursing homes will surely know.
What grows so fast before my eyes? A garbage dump, a million flies.
Is this the place you celebrate? In prose you made it sound so great! It was ... before I knew it's fate.
- Ruskin Bond

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If someone is not able to understand the intensity of the situation, then he/she will surely do so in a couple of decades from now. Soon you'll start getting old and someday when you'll be sitting on a chair outside your house to take some fresh air, there won't be any fresh air. How can it be there, there won't be any gardens left, there won't be any trees left. How can one expect fresh oxygen then...??? 

Nothing will be left around us but just man…