From a beloved mother
If you can mine, why should I not
You discovered use of metals
Long back
Your civilizations are chronicled
By the unearthed material
That was at use that time
Like
Stone age
Iron age
Copper age
I was happy initially as
You were exploring me
With an attempt to extract minerals
For the use of common man
But now
You may not know
I am threatened by your
Ways of winning minerals and fuel resources
And by the quantum of them
You are consuming
You are planning to increase the consumption
And you do not appreciate how dangerous
It could be
What all you did manually
Have now been mechanized
It hurts me, the way
You drill, make bore and blast holes, blast
And what not
Your beneficiation techniques too
Devour my precious resources
And you have no concrete plans
To recharge the resources you are drawing
I thought
Why should I not demonstrate
As to how I take out minerals
From beneath
My process is very simple
No prospecting,
No exploration,
No drilling,
No blasting,
No shoveling,
No dumping,
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poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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