Prophecy

Prophecy....

The question is not of today,
But will be asked later some day...
When the mother will ask,
And you will have to say...

You will have to reply,
For all that u did..
That will be stuck to your soul,
U can't get rid...

The scars which u gave,
That mother will save...
Those will be shown to you,
O lusty, greedy, slave...

You won't even get,
The time to repent...
You won't get an extra,
Minute to be spent...

It will be un-viable,
For you to even cry...
And there will be no scenario,
Left to even try...

For all u did life long,
Will come to you in misery...
As you harmed nature,
Made the destruction triggery....

-Anshul Tiwari