I used to see the green grassy fields of blue sky Left right rice field, middle of river Among the mountains the sun rises shyly
But where to go now?
Layers of muddy brown ground after every rain
Now my ground is gray
I look for muddy land for a long time
But why now is not visible?
The towering springs of life
Being home to many God-made animals
Now the color is not green and shady
Stay high but lots of windows, lots of lights
How did it happen?
Frequent floods, frequent landslides
In the west there is a fuming smoke to make the neighbors
Whereas first was not so
Motherland just sobbed but not shy
Unfortunately the motherland is now not only sad
Bear the pain while he stumbles
Her children are all naughty
Let scolded but never deterrent
@sarii