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Shashanka Bhat

Abstract

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Shashanka Bhat

Abstract

The Green Loan

The Green Loan

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I'm stuck in this place made of fiber and metal,

It's must be a furnace cuz it's as hot as a kettle,

I feel like I'm in company of the devil,

Okay fine I'll stop being year 1 Neville,


I'm just kidding I'm in a car with my dog,

The window's open and my lungs 're full of smog,

I can see a fast food vendor burning a log,

I see people throwing their plates on the ground after they hog,


People, this is our planet and we're supposed to save,

Whatever we have left, our ecology still shows us as a knave,

This is our mother, our land, treat her like a queen, not as your slave,

For your next generation, a good and safe path you gotta pave,


There's a dustbin in a corner but trash all around,

There's not much traffic but ample unwanted sound,

Honking unnecessarily is dumber than people who say the planet isn't round,

And the method to fix these people still isn't found,


People, there are people with migraines, anxiety and more,

The headaches and palpitations and other such mental gore,

These sounds make them feel like you just shut every door,

To their peace, let them live their lives without hating you to the core,


So many people travelling alone in huge cars, the planet's hot,

Not a compliment, though, global warming definitely is not,

Your older generation used nature too, but you used it a lot

Nature is a loan taken from the future generation, not a gift that you got.


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