The Pale Blue Dot ( An ode to Mother Earth)

A Pale Blue Dot,
Suspended in a Sunbeam !
How insignificantly relevant are we,
A spec of dirt in a Raging sandstorm
Yet thriving with arrogance and greed.

Measured breaths ,
a small lifeline ,
Yet Plunder and Poach all our lives.
Six feet of space is all that we fill,
stretch egos ,across the oceans still .

Unbridled Arms ,
Un satiated Stomachs,
Gnawing far more than we can ever chew.
Even termites would feel ashamed of us
For devouring that Dot and its morning Dew.....