Remember how we used to play?
In the lush green meadow’s sunny day
Smelling the fresh and balmy air
Now shrouded in pollutants grey, beyond repair
Remember how we used to read books?
All about fantasy, fairytales and crooks
Creativity shot up in the air
But technology’s rise, paralysed the thinking lair
Remember how we used to get lost in the woods?
Just like Red Riding Hood
Listening to the sounds of animals, bark, cluck, roar!
The world lost its magic to concrete, steel and more
Remember how we used to breathe pristine air?
Cloud of toxic fumes now everywhere
Lungs get choked, asthma attack is common
A price to pay for development and progress turn
March, 2025
