PARCHED LANDS

Stare at the parched lands?

How deep the scars you think?

Shrivelled in pain, she moans till day

Yet no heed ! You understand and care?

Her chaffed skin. Her brazen hair,

 A thousand tales they  say……

She alone and only she can tell

The barrenness caused in her!

Awake oh mankind! Old and new

Deserted, She cries for help

The womb to the eternal life she is

 The Earth, the Woman lament alike

Awaiting respite and respect

In the world it is!