The Era Of Locomotive Engine And Environment Today.. Poem by M. Asim Nehal

In the days of old, the locomotive engine roared
Its fumes engulfing the forest with a mighty force
the trees stood tall, basking in the smoky haze
enjoying the warmth, in a graceful daze
but now, the scene has drastically turned
the once pleasurable smoke has become a concern
pollution has spread its wings, far and wide
with no place to escape, nowhere to hide.

The environment, once serene and pure
Is now suffering, it's no longer secure
the greed of humans, has taken its toll
leaving behind a barren, contaminated soul
the air we breathe, once crisp and clean
Is now tainted, with toxic and unseen
the light that shone, through the forest green
Is now dimmed, by a smoggy screen.

The water that flowed, so crystal clear
Is now polluted, with no life to appear
the creatures of the forest, now cry in despair
their homes destroyed, beyond repair
Oh, the pain of Mother Nature, so deeply felt
as we witness the destruction, humanity has dealt
we must open our eyes, and see the truth
before it's too late, for our future generation.