My poems-6

THE GLOBAL YOUTH AND

ECOLOGY

He, She, They

The simple caricatures

Of the global youth.

Frustrated He cries,

Frightened She weeps,

Rythemless They sings-

The requiem

Of the global youth.

Here, Sun rises

Not for light

Not for heat,

But it rises and rises.

Here, stars twinkles

Not for the sky

Not for the earth,

But it twinkles and twinkles.

Here, Sun and Stars

Are the embers that fumes

The pyre of the global youth

Day and night.

Here, woods flowers

Not for the butterflies

Not for the poets,

But to pay homage to itself.

Here, rivers flows

Not to the valleys

Not to the oceans,

But to its own graves.

Here, Birds cries

In the north and the south

East and west

Not to bring in the spring,

But to ring in the knell

Of the global youth.

 

 C.T. William