How happily I used to live Soil was my friend With which my roots shook hands! Everday we used to talk... I used to tell what's happening outside And it used to describe how the earth looks from inside... We continue to talk about the smoky air It always complained of non-degradable materails.. My falling leaves improved its quality Its nutrients strengthened me to stand erect... One day there were some men Who came up with
dreadful axes and chainsaws We both cried in pain! I lost my life...
I lost my friend It lost the handshake..
It lost its friend! We lost the togetherness... We lost our bond... I am fixed somewhere in
furnitures and doors!! And it is still there in pain.... Affected by soil erosion
~ Kaynat Sultana Qureshi
true we are losing our most special source of sustainance of life.