when my oil well is almost empty in middle east,
she thinks that hers is only half empty,
while her neighbor in Canada sieves,
others dig the holes in the poles and oceans,
Are the oil wells the springs,
to gush out the oil to our dreams?
Is the nature a fool,
to adjust herself to our abuses?
Is the Earth so magnificent,
to tolerate our quest for energy?
Let us plant nuclear plant all over the world,
to see the end to the ruthless mankind.

stop pumping out crude oil,
as we need this oil for other purposes,
by products that are organic in nature,
Lubricants for our machines,
soft gel for our cleansing rituals,
the painting materials related,
plastics that have insulation,
save the organic oil for future use,
as the Earth does not end in 2012,
What shall our grandest grand children do,
when we mess up the world beyond undo?

veeraiyah subbulakshmi

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