A Poem Of Nature

The sun kissed the melancholic sea

as it watches its light to restore humanity.

These scenic views-children with all smiles spread across their faces, 

mountains standing proud of its beauty,

and the shore thirsty for waves-

are all giving me a pang of pain.

Over the horizon, I knew that this was coming.

The sun which sets in a lonely mood,

as it witnessed the people throwing garbages on grounds and even, on waters,

as it witnessed the people cutting the trees-the lungs of mother earth,

as it witnessed the water bombing incident that killed millions or even trillions of species underneath the sea,

as it witnessed the mountains being flattened, the waters being darkened, and the children being deprived by their freedom to live with nature.

Faces are now masked with so much fear and uncertainty

Will we be able to survive?

As the crescent moon, reflects itself in the calmness of the sea.

The air whispered rest to mother nature,

it just felt so guilty to what humanity has done, 

from crushing her land to being locked up in our own homes,

We are paying the price of letting her be in pain.

Even just for a while,

Think of this...

we might not be able to breathe anymore the air of hope of hopes.

We might not be able to see anymore the smiles plastered on the faces of the children.

We might not be able to witness all the scenic views.

But here's to more thinking!

Think of planting trees.

Think of throwing the garbages properly. 

Think of keeping her safe.

Think of the future.

When we restart, we will see the real art which will brighten again its colors after its beauty rest.

Let mother nature rest first, 

everything will be back to its masterpiece.

Forget this bad day, 

The sun will rise again tomorrow,

for you to act what you thought

Until then keep safe, earth warriors!

All these sorrows and pains will end.