She doesn't cry intolerance
She doesn't label names
Still she is being threatened and lynched
By people lacking civic sense.
She is the victim of halala
She is the one who sacrifice
It's under her roof
That we all sleep in rejoice.
All the running SUVs ridicule her
All Air conditioners are her tormenters
Still her perpetrators are given incentives
Instead of giving justice to her.
Keep fighting among yourselves
While chimneys assault her everyday
Every minute her cells are being destroyed
And she finds no other way.
Generations came, genations went
She survived every gruesome torture
But if we don't stop butchering her
Our upcoming genations will have no future.
Every day her green jewellery is snatched
She can't report about the inflicted harm
It's high time we rise above self interest
And notice the cause of her fading charm.
Let us show some spine
And give her the reason to survive
Plant as many trees as possible
To gift mother nature her lost smile.
©defacto
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