Curse

 Bloodshed and war, killing the innocent, 

Machines are making humans weaker, 

I stand here today, watching glaciers melt. 

Forests turn to arid lands, 

The chirp of birds dying in the traffic snarl, 

Animals are endangered, and civilisation is threatened 

And I ask you, 

O evil Mind. Is this the progress you promised?

© Suranya