How green this lawn was <br />Two years back, when did I trespass <br />Thick green on each blade of grass <br />Shining in sunlight and dancing at each wind cross <br /> <br />Alas, there are patches in yellow <br />So many that the land piece looks fallow <br />Paining and placing me in sorrow <br />How I wished the entire scene changes tomorrow <br /> <br />I asked the trim and erect watchman <br />Keeping vigilant near a portico van <br />What happened to this graceful lawn <br />So well kept extending greenly greetings each dawn <br /> <br />Was it because the soil turned hostile <br />Or it because the ants established their domicile <br />Or it because of the chemicals those weed sterile <br />Tell when soon the lawn will get back its soothing smile <br /> <br />Oh, sir, are you in this world, ever on galloping <br />Economically marching ahead and developing <br />Where is time for any one to attend to this soil topping <br />We are on the progress mode nothing be stopping <br /> <br />We know what are our gainful spending <br />And where should we stop depending <br />And which are going to keep revenue sending <br />There is no end to this economical expanding <br /> <br />In this great economic value addition <br />Everything is in cash denomination <br />No longer loyalty, love or passion <br />All aim towards cost-to-the-company reduction <br /> <br />Growing trees is no longer a feat <br />Nature care has to take a back seat <br />We are preparing for those days ahead so sweet <br />When this lawn will not be of grass, but of currency sheet<br /><br />Bashyam Narayanan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-green-this-lawn-was/
