Written by Apu Mondal. Destiny stands still, A flower or two fall Before their time On mother earth's lap While the others Look on, How very heavy the air Breathes, And the trees sigh, The mother plant sheds Dew-drop tears Amidst fears Of more abortive events And a grey future How sad and hardened Is Mother Earth, Having seen destiny's Hand in these deaths Like death sentences. © 2021
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