Another Dawn

By Dhruva Nandakumar

How foolish of man to dissolve in this sense of superiority

The mourning tree asked the man

'What lies for you to plunder, child?'

You robbed the forests of their drape,

you choke on streets with no escape

You think you rule the breathing soil,

the searing flame and seven seas

It turns my very soul to boil

to stand amidst the weeping trees

You shed your blood and wage your wars,

and fight for what was never yours

You thirst to tame the burning sands,

on which your malice barely stands

You wish to mine the twinkling stars

Gifting pain and endless scars

All you see is wood and blade

and crave to scorch the glittering jade

Greed clings to you like winter frost

You fail to see that you have lost

Child, you are but a mere guest

don't slaughter millions in your quest

'Remember son', she sadly sighs

Rob not your kind with crafty lies

This sacred soil you tread upon

Promises another dawn

By Dhruva Nandakumar