Let Earth burn, explode, become past tense
tottering under the onslaught of violence
Let soulless bodies gently slide
into the cosmic chasm, deep and wide.

Gun-toting youth, ships fallen to pirates,
rain of death on a wedding stage
Game of blame, a talk-show, a threat
Yeah, anything to grab a piece of fame
Writhing lives, infernal mines
Sorry images, sordid love loops.
Milk every tear of an unlucky survivor
yoke the stories, get the big scoop
Hold fast to power, it’s a tiger’s tail
A tsunami, a Katrina to divert, to regale.
A breaking story, soon a deleted mail
Text, tweet till the battery fails.
Be the leader, be the first
to lose our humanity, to curb our heart
Illuminate our houses, darken the globe
they are giving it free, so let’s fight for more
On and on till we succeed
in mirroring the fate of the dinosaur.
Stop! think! Do we want any more?

Death shrouds bomb blasts, yet we will take the train.
If the roof is blown away, let’s party in the rain
Mend broken bridges, pull down the barbed fence
Better late than never, to make humble amends
Nothing to lose, if we can all earn our bread
and refrain from shedding a fellow being’s blood
Leave the killing to the beasts of prey
Follow our hearts, let nature lead the way.

Let soulful music gently glide
across love’s oceans, deep and wide
Live life with a pinch of common sense
lest our Earth burn, explode, become past tense.
( – Reena Prasad )

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About Reena Prasad

Reena Prasad is a poet from India, now based in Sharjah. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Change, Indus Valley, Love in Verses, Musings—a Mosaic, eight anthologies by Barry Mowles and Friends and 10 of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies, also in online jounals: Carty’s Poetry Journal, Indian Ruminations, Indian Review and in online magazines such as Youth Ki Awaaz and Thanal Online. . Her poems have found place among the winning entries in contests by Writer's Cafe, Ekphrasis India and Poets Corner. She is a contributor to many international journals like The Copperfield Review, First Literary Review-East, Angle Journal etc

2 thoughts on “Earthsense

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    Intense and passionate ! The visceral topicality of Reena’s impassioned narrative strikes the reader like an oncoming express train. the line,” Let’s party in the rain ” has particular resonances at times like these, when clearly some are being made to suffer more than the others who seem to have an unassuageable appetite for ignoring the plight of the 99%. It may be simply fortuitous,that before reading this poem,I had been to see the movie, ” The Hunger Games “,a very apposite coincidence. Writers/Poets do not practice their vocation in an ivory-towered vacuum. And here is yet further proof.


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