Alas! We are fiendish , disfiguring everthing;
Entire responses were boorish , thence there’s nothing
Nothing to execute besides nothing to brace;
After all, We have ruined the race
Inchoate cosmos without greens, neither slip nor wood;
Entirely remaining finished beside , waiting to declare our falsehood
Aww! That’s adverse but deafened we were with enthusiasm ;
What’s wrong in deforestation? Ohh precisely that’s a query of sarcasm
Here stand we to bring the misery that certified us jinx;
Ohh god! We confess for kiss of death of the jocound kings.
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This poem reveals the cruality and selfishness of the society but destroying our mother nature.