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Yamuna – a dying river
By Onkar Sharma
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On the banks of Vaitarni, we stand
Our fate was done, we thought
Our fate is due, we now hear
Across the silent flow of the gory Yamuna
There’s a rough storm brewing across the river
Do we not brace for a mighty cost?
A price we must pay, a debt we must clear
Before our ecology evaporates in the smoke
Arising from the chimneys of growth!
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This poignant poem serves as a clarion call to humanity, urging us to reassess our approach to environmental care and take collective action for a sustainable future.
Beautifully written Onkar.
Thanks. I read this poem at a poetry reading session on climate change in Delhi University today
It does make me think about the immense impact.