I don't listen to God...
While empathizing with the grievances of melting mountains
While cleaning the fishes in oiled seas
While listening to the weighing sagas of monsoon clouds
While removing the chemical thorns from the river beds
I don't listen to God...
While cleaning my internal organs with the inhaled air
While tasting the salt of war victim's tears
While recollecting the names of Bhopal gas disaster victims
I don't listen to God...
While the breeze over dried crops expanding the holes in my banian, like amoebas
While painting the agony of farmer's suicides
While reading their unwritten suicide notes
While taking care of young calves whose mothers are sent to slaughter houses
I don't listen to God...
While searching for the lost nests of birds
While picking up insects for the handicapped birds
While admitting those insect’s kids in orphanages
While patting the heads of thousands of wild animals
While dropping an ant in its homeland, which mistakenly took flight to another country
I don't listen to God...
While filling the breasts of African mothers
While helping poor farmers in gathering pesticides
While assisting a child in separating the rice from soil
While stitching the patches of child labourer's clothes
While searching for humans in concrete jungles
I don't listen to God...
While collecting the black smoke of development
While bearing the poisonous whip lashes of corporate greed
While watching the last process of photosynthesis
I don't listen to God...
While writing memoirs for every fallen dried leaf and flower
While sculpting the names of cut down trees and cleared forests
While preserving those yet to be hybridized virgin plants
While sharpening the teeth of week seeds, struggling to crack the earth’s chemical surface
PS : Saving Earth is not just saving Green, it is about every colour.
While empathizing with the grievances of melting mountains
While cleaning the fishes in oiled seas
While listening to the weighing sagas of monsoon clouds
While removing the chemical thorns from the river beds
I don't listen to God...
While cleaning my internal organs with the inhaled air
While tasting the salt of war victim's tears
While recollecting the names of Bhopal gas disaster victims
I don't listen to God...
While the breeze over dried crops expanding the holes in my banian, like amoebas
While painting the agony of farmer's suicides
While reading their unwritten suicide notes
While taking care of young calves whose mothers are sent to slaughter houses
I don't listen to God...
While searching for the lost nests of birds
While picking up insects for the handicapped birds
While admitting those insect’s kids in orphanages
While patting the heads of thousands of wild animals
While dropping an ant in its homeland, which mistakenly took flight to another country
I don't listen to God...
While filling the breasts of African mothers
While helping poor farmers in gathering pesticides
While assisting a child in separating the rice from soil
While stitching the patches of child labourer's clothes
While searching for humans in concrete jungles
I don't listen to God...
While collecting the black smoke of development
While bearing the poisonous whip lashes of corporate greed
While watching the last process of photosynthesis
I don't listen to God...
While writing memoirs for every fallen dried leaf and flower
While sculpting the names of cut down trees and cleared forests
While preserving those yet to be hybridized virgin plants
While sharpening the teeth of week seeds, struggling to crack the earth’s chemical surface
PS : Saving Earth is not just saving Green, it is about every colour.








