by Sukanya Basu Malik
The earth that birthed you,
You buried her under your very own feet,
cracks rising from the blistering heat…
The air that echoed in your laughter,
You snatched the joy from that wind!
Do you deserve to smile?
Animals all innocent that cease to be without even knowing why
You proudly put lives into danger,
They lose what’s theirs,
But yours? You fight…
It’s in your decency,
In your good human blood
and your ability to stand upright,
That you return to nature’s benevolence with your exploitation…
What’s the big scheme to save yourself from your shadow?
Is it the magic formula that hasn’t been created?
Or the biodiesel that isn’t sold?
Talking matures nothing,
Yet all you do is talk!
Because you can’t let your car be and instead take a foot walk,
For all you do is talk!
For all you do is talk!
Sukanya Basu Mallik is an undergraduate student researcher, social entrepreneur, multi-genre author, film and book critic. Having published in various journals, magazines, and anthologies nationally and internationally she’s released two
books of her own. Currently, she is running an online literature festival. Her works can be seen on Reader’s Digest, Times Of India, Sahitya Akademi Bimonthly Journal, Lucidity Int. Poetry Journal, SEAL (South East Asian Literature) festival anthologies and AIPF Int. Anthology (Austin International Poetry Festival).
