Oh lovely innocent baby!
Surely harsh circumstance made you a prey!
It was the violent tempest probably,
Causing your overcrowded boat to go topsy turvy!
Awful must have been the moment
You were separated from your parents.
Their anguish over your disappearance must have been terrible,
Their loss irreparable!
You have been washed ashore,
For us a deplorable sight evermore.
Like so many refugees from their land, running away,
Due to war, or famine, to meet an uncertain destiny
It makes us think, in the hands of Fate we are puppets
Made to dance according to her whims causing discontent,
Smiling and being happy at one moment
We are rendered helpless the next moment,
At the speed of lightning, becoming non-existent.
Full of grief, our heavy hearts,
Bewail our loss.
But to redeem the situation, a forward step is a must.
We human beings need to think where we erred
We should not take things for granted.
It does ring a bell somewhere in us,
That it can be a punishment for our heedlessness
To our precious ecology, giving rise
To such devastating calamities
As sudden storms, bringing desolation and loss of lives.
Indeed! It’s high time to heed the wake-up call,
To protect our ecology for a less grievous survival!