I happened to see around,”
‘Go green” banners all round,
In the parched land,
Where there was only sand,
In the dry forest,
Where there was barest,
In the untilled soil,
Where there was no toil
In the pond,
Where there was no sound.
Along the road,
Where there was crowd,
Across the bridges
Where there were barges,
Above the station,
Where there was fusion.
Of carbon and plastic,
To the chagrin characteristic
Bemused , I gaze all about,
Witnessing a contradiction throughout.
Meenas Poems 