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 Kiranmoy Nandi Hooghly, Contents | Have you ever
seen a mighty axe, Or a sharp blade
shining bright? With a handle
carved from sturdy wood, It swings with
all its might. Wrapped in layers
of dark black steel, Its strength
grows with the wood it claims. You and I feel
powerful too, As we play these
careless games. Flowers, fruits,
and precious air, Trees provide
endless grace. Yet with pride
and thoughtless power, We keep cutting
down their place. The highways will
glitter, cities rise, Buildings touch
the sky so high. Poisoned winds
may fill the world, But who will ask
the reason why? The axe handle
now is weak and worn, Will you still
raise it in your hand? Come, let us
plant the greens once more, And save our
beautiful land. Let forests bloom
and rivers sing, Let nature’s
colours fill our view. Together we can
win the fight, Let victory
belong to you and me.
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