Are We Scripting The Obituary Of Humanity?

A parrot cannot truly fly

Soaring high and high

But it can emulate human’s signals and cry

Eagles can soar high and high

But only intend to have its prey without making any sigh

Crushing all contenders who dare to vie!

 

Love and hate are the both side of the same coin

A killing spree is just a condition for many to survive

Food is the prime criteria

Out of which we all creatures exist with our inherent inertia

Our ecology exists out of such a justifiable frame

We humans too are deluged by nature’s intriguing game!

 

In the passage of time

We experience evolution as a prime

Birds and human have four chambers in their heart

Both resonate their vibe from the core of their heart

They shower love which none could avert

The only spirit with hope and integrity and jovial design of art

Having the capacity to restrain all forces to compel us not to divert!

 

Birds, bees and myriad creatures

They produce an amazing symphony without making any ruckus

Balance thus crafted in nature’s floor

All creatures express their entity with valour in manifold!

 

Of late our milieu being largely vitiated

Precisely for human greed

They just cannot endure other species' existence and breed

Thus we humans are making our ambience volatile

Even we humans cannot ensure our sustainability and act with agile

I wonder how we are indulging ourselves to make a signature

Just to prove we are incompetent to sustain in nature’s floor with shameless rapture!