
Sponsors of the Sun,tyrannies of our trees,
Exhibits of carbon dioxide,depleters of the oxone layer,
Rigs of leaking oil,Smokers of their Lungs,
Poachers of our friends,Cullers of no-ones enemies,
Emitters of greenhouse gases,users of plastic bags,
Fetishes of insecticides & pesticides,
Hunters of fish,scullers of silk,
Tanners of leather & naive users of electricity.
For lovers of refridgerators & the coolers of airconditioning,
I am one of you in some way or the other,
But believe you me,there aint going to be no smoke,
For there aint going to be no fire, if we continue to smoke all the coal we have..
For Shimla is steaming at 34.5 degrees,
Delhi had the warmest night at 35.6 degrees just a couple of nights back,
1411 is just not about Aircell's campaign to increase its Markerting TRP's.
For I went to see ,but saw no tigers at Sariska.
Laila was always a mesmerizing girl and phet sounded like a sweet,
But it aint not sweet anymore,for this change is changing,
The very existence of our world,
For why dont we understand, The real evils of Global Warming,Its slow death my friends,
Yes it aint no swine flu,but that too will have a vaccine some day,this won't,
Nor is it the size of a meteor to get Superman into action,
It aint no cold blizzard to scare Steven Spielbergs Dinossaurs of Jurassic Park,
Banishing all into extinction,Nor is it parapazzi , nor is it so controversial that you and me sit over bytes captured by frenzied media,
For it was always about the survival of the fittest , that Darwin envisaged a world that became so powerful,as today,that we choose to see no further,
All that Nostradamous says may not come true, and no I am no soothsayer to predict anything, Astrology isnt one of my gifts either,but I do have a little common sense,
I know the weather out there is freaky,I know it will only get worse,
In the days to come,and times we live, You and me just choose to ignore the travails of slow death, For we may not feel it every day,
but Global Warming is a succer for sure,
As it creates this invisble vacuum, it is taking aways so much more,
A breath of fresh air,no not from perfum,the first non acid rain drop,
We may not get hurt physically,but slow but slowly we are all onto the path to slow death
For the sooth of the carbon soothsayers has even tarnished the immortal monument of love,
But we are but mortal beings with a life to nurture,
Today I say,I wake up to the freak weather around,Don't feel happy about rain in summer,
For rain is only mean't for the monsoons,Don't just heave a sigh of relief,
Dinosaurs may have done that, so powerful were they of that to ignore the dangers of blizzards, One day You may just have a mutant species making a movie, Called "The Earth Park" by some Spiegel Stevenberg of their species,
And yes you and me will just be pawns of their cinema,figments of their imagination,
For no one might know what happened,history tends to repeat itself,
Just that you don't want to be part of this.
Wake Up Earth,Our Time has come.

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