Sai Harshitha M, Class 6, Amberwood International School, Nellore
Doesn’t each and all have a home A place each shall call their own A place held within our heart A place that gives a brand – new start Isn’t there a place we call our own? A place where urban jungles have grown A place where feelings rocket high So how can we come to destroy? Isn’t there a place birds call their own? A place of thickets and forests unknown A place of trees and vines thatched So can their beloved homes be axed? Isn’t there a place fish call their own? A place where Sun shines like a gemstone A place where only water allowed So can their beloved homes be befouled? Isn’t there a place wolves call their own? A place where snow and cold, fallen alone A place where they are never lost So can their beloved homes defrost Isn’t there a place bunnies call their own? A place of hills and meadows overgrown A place of families embraced So can their beloved homes, filled with waste? Why did we ever think to do? Why people hurting nature grew? But now we have a burden Now we must stop to lessen