By Meghana Injeti
Long before any immortal gods, Long before any mortal human, Gaia began her life from nothingness. She vowed to create something worthwhile, She vowed to create ‘life’, She vowed to create ‘home’. With beads of sweat above her brow, Rushing blood in her veins, Shaky hands and absorbed eyes, She created a masterpiece called ‘The Earth’. As years went by, she meticulously crafted the plants and mountains alike, She cared for the living and the reposing dead, She loved the black, the white and the shades in between undisguisable, And nourished the gentle beasts and mortal humans simultaneously. One day she trusted the rational beings to safeguard ‘The Earth’, While she took a nap. Awakens to see, Sickness, massacre, cries and exploitation of the creations she so lovingly created by the so-called rational beings. Now she weeps every day, Her cries can he heard from the tallest mountains, From the lowest valleys, Every day till her body gives up and collapses.