Later may be too late (NaBloPoMo Day 26)

One post every day in November

Our world is an intricate creation; the slightest loss

In this delicate balance will inevitably lead to chaos.

How paradoxical that looking after it, a task of importance

Is in the hands of man, a creature prone to greed and negligence.

Despite being dependent on Nature and her bounty

He little hesitates in rendering her resources scanty.

Whether one subscribes to Genesis of the Theory of Evolution

One admits to the scale on which Mother Earth has come to fruition.

Yet in ravaging her and reversing the earlier process

He has very soon carried his vices to an excess

The hills, valleys, forests, oceans and their wealth

Are steadily being depleted; openly, not in stealth.

It’s time to stand up and arrest these trends

If, for our past extravagances, we wish to make amends.

Heed this warning, rise to the challenge, or fate

Now is the time to act. Later may be too late.

This poem was written when I was in college. 

Crab Mentality (NaBloPoMo Day 9)

One post every day in November

A basket full of crabs
was once left uncovered
and though escape was up for grabs,
a funny thing discovered.

Though freedom beckoned yonder
A strange thing came to light
Wonder of wonders!
Not one took to flight.

The mystery was soon solved
The truth was soon proved
If one upon escape resolved
The others disapproved.

When claw upon the top, he was
ready to heave himself over
the others of the opposite cause
began to drag him lower.

With their collective might
They began to pull him down
They put up a heavy fight.
Result: he broke his crown.

Then they went ahead
to make of him an example.
"This is what happens," they said,
"To those who tried to rebel."

You and I are guilty
at sometime or the other
of displaying crab mentality
towards one another.

Somewhere in this fable
there's a lesson for us all.
"Do it if you're able,
Don't be the cause of another's fall."


(This is a poem that I wrote long, long ago while still in college).