The Great Indian Litterbug

As the above video sarcastically demonstrates, I dedicate this small poem for all my fellow great Indian litterbugs.

I’m a polluter and I couldn’t care less,

I toss my litter all over and create a mess.

Fresh packets, sweet wrappers, candy sticks,

In work areas, on the yard – the normal tricks.

I’m not bothered where my rubbish goes,

Let the wind carry wherever it blows.

Playing-field, enclosure – its nothing wrong,

Cant think about the trash bin all day long.

I junk the play areas and filthy the park,

I am not a hero nor tony stark.

The road is my domain; it full of dirt;

It looks appalling to you, for me its absolutely pert.

Where did I originate from? What is my game?

Me, the individual all of you blame?

What do I look like? well , I must be true,

I’m not a beast – I’m YOU, YOU & all of YOU!

 After reading this short poem, you must have gotten some idea of what I am trying to say. We humans always try to put the blame on others and escape. We talk, chat & even blog about the issues and its prevention measures. Still we end up doing nothing as an action to prevent the issues.

So let us take some action and stop being a litterbug.

Disclaimer: This post is a part of The Great Indian Litterbug ‘Happy Hours’ prompt on Indiblogger

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