LOVE IS THE ANSWER!
Hello wastage!
Why made yourself a drainage,
Come down from that exalted stage,
Look and see pity in this age.
Come let's take a walk round the earth,
Come and see many starving to death,
Behold others struggling with breath,
Amidst your wealth, they live in poor health.
Look and see these scattered tomb,
They were not killed by gun and bomb,
They were not strangled by storm or mob,
In the midst of plenty, they died of empty womb.
You eat well and pour,
They are hungry and poor,
Even when they knock at your door,
You push and chaste them from your floor.
You feed daily on goat,
Dress on decorated coat,
Store goods on ship and boat,
While their failure makes you gloat.
You have food stored in your dustbin,
Position dogs to chase human beings,
Make them grow thinning like pin,
Wastage, what do you think you're doing?
You are indeed a compulsive hoarder,
Causing our rich world serious hunger,
So many are suffering from ulcer,
Due to your rule and order.
How can you be so rich?
That even your animals feed on fish,
Yet the poor continue to wish,
They eat the leftover from your dish.
Truly, you are a witch,
Inhuman and brutish,
Since you fail to cherish,
All those impoverished.
You function always as a buccaneer,
Depriving many of their career,
A staunch carrier and pioneer,
Of poverty in every area.
We are calling on you to be moderate,
Be totally considerate,
Stop being desperate,
For you're making many desolate.
Because you live in greener pastures,
Is this the reason for your eat and throwaway culture?
Hence you decide not to nurture,
Humans who are custodian of nature.
Like dove, the poor moan,
You're the cause of their groan,
Your activities make them frown,
This is the reason they drown.
Your possession and elevation,
Is causing serious uproar and starvation,
Why allow your success to cause recession?
Why waste the food of the nation?
You hoard and harbour,
As against your neighbour,
You refused to be a donor,
Only to allow food have smelling odour.
You're never benevolent,
Your hatred for the season of Lent,
Hardened you not to repent,
From your ago and scent.
Wastage, you're indeed a cage,
Who makes use of erroneous adage,
To enslave those from your lineage,
And majority from other villages.
You're causing suffering to humanity,
Depriving her of her dignity,
You're the most deadly virus in the society,
Even your symptoms causes strife and tyranny.
We beckon on you to be generous,
Make us happy and glorious,
Try to be serious and meticulous,
Learn to be kind and humble like "THE LOGOS".
Give to those who are lacking,
Never allow food spoil in your kitchen,
Be generous to the downtrodden,
So there will be gladness and rejoicing.
I SPEAK FOR THE BETTERMENT OF HUMANITY
