The Plea Aggrieved lives, ramshackled hopes, Mankind is caught in tangled ropes. Woes, anguish, dread, and ramshackledisgust, Echo from pained bosoms of broken trust. When dismay shrouds the living dead, Who's that thriving in this peaceful threat? When the world has come to a standstill. Who's that roaming in this gloomy thrill? All in a wink the world has changed, Those who ruled stand helpless and chained. The curse of nature has cast its spell, Confined the masters to where they dwell. Liberation is granted to those who suffered, It's time to resurrect the muted and the unheard. Waters have become crystal clear, The sky runs azure, breathes fresh air. The birds sing and dance and mate, The trees sway and flowers celebrate. A complicated riddle it seems to appear, Why one has to suffer when others cheer! A misery for one and a pleasure for other Why can't we move together any further? If mankind is wiped out of the Earth, Who will admire the beauty of the world? Mother Nature, please forgive and accept, Who have been Prodigals at their best. Aggrieved lives, ramshackle hopes, Mankind is caught in the tangled ropes. Hard are the times and excruciating are the days, Agony and fury, we no can no longer face. Have mercy on us! We want to redeem. We promise to bring back your shine & gleam.
- Rashi Rohatgi