Wounded
Wounded


Long deep breath of hers
Is loudly audible
The wounded mother's silent pain
Caused by her very own.
Her tolerance level
Been breached, long
Her infertility, thanks to
The unmindful profit mongers.
She fulfills all your needs
Don't kill her by your greed.
To soothe her body so bruised
Soft pedal the reckless consumerism.
Let our dreams take a wing
Where all can dance and sing.
Adopt the ways of the nature
If you really wanna prosper.
Being developed
We prefer to suffer
Sustainable practices
Can't we nurture?