Earthen Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

Till the forest has caught a fire
And the earth is in the clutch of hunger
Till the mind is in danger of fear
And heart is choking of pollution
Where is the question of rest
And relief from the burning sigh?

I don't mind a great escape
Of all those seers to open
A secret path to a state above
But what about the poor earth
Where the weak are kept
As bonded labour?

The ship is broken and sinking
People are still not aware
and sleeping
Till the last passenger is saved
Where is question of my escape?