I talked to aqua
it did not reply
I talked to the trees
and they went shy
I talked to the clouds
as they passed by
a bird fell on the earth
the earth said it felt hurt
an Indian sat on a mountain top
and waited for the voice of God
and then a CEO nodded ‘hi',
"can I be of any help today"
the Indian looked the other way
a voice came rumbling down the sky
and Mother Earth was asking "WHY? " M
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