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Writer's pictureAnant Katyayni

Legacy


I was born amidst an eternal 2050 winter I live on a mountain top of garbage and rust While the rising sea drowned our megacities The privileged told the poor ones to adjust I don't blame them though, but my forefathers For their endless greed and insatiable lust How mercilessly they raped this little blue ball Till its oceans boiled and air became dust No fish in water now and no birds in skies No flowers either because no more butterflies It's sub zero in May and rains acid in August Oxygen cylinder is rationed or lungs would burst But what were these moron thinking in 2020 Plundering the planet's core and crust And when some children stood up in defiance Shamelessly they mocked them and sounded just I wish I could travel back in time to warn them Get their party spirits spoilt and bubbles bust Because all I have inherited is a soulless world A failed legacy of arrogance, regrets, mistrust Can't see anyone else around here anymore And soon I too shall turn into dust But till then, as the last of humanity Run, hide, heal, steal, Survive I must

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