Updated: Sep 15, 2020
Photo: Charlotte Harrison
O mother Earth, my mother and provider,
you came into being 4.6 billion years ago.
Over eons and eras, when it seemed forever
you cooled down from a hot burning halo.
As life evolved from microbes to amoebas,
from prokaryotes to mammoths and otters.
We humans evolved into primates with ideas
and spread around to all conceivable corners.
Unfortunately, within a few thousand years,
we plundered and ravaged you for our greed.
As a species, we pursued our selfish success
and didn't consider what other species need.
We pumped in all the carbon into your air,
and we are still changing your constitution.
We decimated thousands of entire species,
through abuse, overuse and over consumption.
Now, we are starting to understand our impact
as climate change results in numerous changes.
From high temperatures we never saw before,
to melting poles and plastics in our food chains.
The underserved and the poor suffer more,
as the rich run to their gilded castles first.
The irony couldn't be clearer than before,
people causing the least damage get the worst.
It is high time that we citizens of this planet
rise up in awareness and meaningful action.
Its time we started treating you respectfully,
O' Mother Earth, with renewed vigor and passion.
Or else, we will lose the only home we know
the only known comfortable and caring planet.
While you will survive unforeseen impacts,
But humanity will vanish before we know it.
Poet Manorama Das
is the President of Akhil Bharatiya Sahitya Parisad, Pub Guwahati Branch, Advisor of Assam Kavi Sanmelion, Vice President, Kamrup Mahanagar Zila Kavi Sanmelion and former President, Guwahati Mahanagar Kavi Kannan. She lives in Guwahati.