Little by little, day by day Earth dies everyday In the smartest creature coldness Nature deteriorate itself The cry of pain,grief of rain Quite rage of creature for freedom from these intelligent beings is listened by it everyday. Not only this, cunning creatures are not happy from themselves complaining all day 'why,why you give us the hardest life?' Small,small act of everyday gives pain to nature everyday Still listening them patiently, Had lots of wounds Blood running streams but still have a smile on face. Mother nature suffering but they don't care still obsessed with the grief of theirs! -ks