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From a beloved mother

If you can mine, why should I not

You discovered use of metals
Long back

Your civilizations are chronicled
By the unearthed material
That was at use that time
Like
Stone age
Iron age
Copper age

I was happy initially as
You were exploring me
With an attempt to extract minerals
For the use of common man
But now
You may not know
I am threatened by your
Ways of winning minerals and fuel resources
And by the quantum of them
You are consuming

You are planning to increase the consumption
And you do not appreciate how dangerous
It could be
What all you did manually
Have now been mechanized

It hurts me, the way
You drill, make bore and blast holes, blast
And what not
Your beneficiation techniques too
Devour my precious resources
And you have no concrete plans
To recharge the resources you are drawing

I thought
Why should I not demonstrate
As to how I take out minerals
From beneath

My process is very simple
No prospecting,
No exploration,
No drilling,
No blasting,
No shoveling,
No dumping,
No overburden

With the geothermal heat inside me
I melt the matter to be mined out
With imbalance created within me
By your activities on the surface
I build up pressure on the molten material
And pump the molten ore out
Like a fountain
In all directions
With no conveyor or other transporting facilities

I know some of you will be affected
But I cannot help it

The fact is that you people make me less sensitive
To your miseries
As you show no concern for me
And for the turbulence generated in me
Because of your activities

Remember, the more you dig
Bigger will be the fountain
Larger will be the quantum

If you can mine, why should I not

Your beloved mother earth

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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And, in fact, you can find that the lack of basic resources, material resources, contributes to unhappiness, but the increase in material resources do not increase happiness.

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Oh, Mother Earth, on your day

Earth,
Mother Earth
In the big cosmic space
She is just a drop
Of about 7900 miles dia
Solidified on the surface
Still holding a lot
Molten hot lava within

She has been making this clear to us
By a number of ways
And this time she is so revengeful
That entire North Europe is facing her wrath

Let us not examine
When this droplet
Got separated from
Its origin
Though scientists puts the earth as
4.54 billion years old

But, let us celebrate her birthday
Today, the 22nd April

She is supporter of
Everything that stands upon her
And every thing thriving beneath
Either living or non-living
Mobile or immobile
No one knows for precise
The entire life support systems she is housing
All depend on her not only for a basic living
But also for other luxuries
She helps them grow, get aged and decay
Everything goes back to her
Only to come up again in a new mould

She gives birth to everything
She nourishes them
She has been supplying all that we need
And our demand keeps increasing every second
As we bring into use new devices and facilities
We are also discovering new things beneath the surface
And held within her
That can be of use to us

We term those, who cannot use the down under resources
Under-developed
We take pride and credit
For having consumed more and more of these
Un-replenishable resources

Will she be able to sustain this supply for any long

We need to understand
That we can sustain this growth and development
Only if we help mother earth
Keep supplying all the resources
Which we are putting to use right, left, top and bottom

On this day let us resolve
To make effective use of the resources drawn from earth
And to do everything possible
To restrict unmindful indulgence

Oh, mother earth
We stand before you humbled
We have no words to thank you
As we cannot fittingly express it
For all the good things you have been supplying

We bow before your immense tolerance
To all the thoughtless misdeeds
We have been doing

We pray that you soon cool down
As millions are under stress
Because of your Iceland outburst

As a kind mother
You help us understand means
And implement them to
Gainfully replenish you
So that you can support
All living systems
Above and beneath your surface
For millenniums ahead

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The Coin On The Floor

Alas, a little boy cries besides a woman!
What aileth thee son? Asked i of the little lad!
I picked a coin off the floor and my mama spanked me for doing that! He said!
Ho madam? What meaneth thee by that? Men dig up the earth for golds and diamonds for to sell and get money!
Men drill and mine the unders of the lands and the seas for resources for to sell and to get money!
Why then beat ye a lad who had neither dug-up the earth nor gone under the seas or lands for money, asked i!
Trully, he is yet to begin taking wealth from the earth, he simply picked a coin off the surface and ye chastise him for it? What then would ye do when he begins to mine the same earth and dig it up for to get minerals to sell for this same money? Would ye kill him? Asked i....

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Sonnet: On The Prudent Use of Earth’s Resources

When mountains’ cut and granite stones are made,
And Iron’s got from ore deep down the Earth,
And wood is sawed from trees of Everglade:
Thus, skyscrapers in cities get their birth!

The Earth’s resources are so abundant;
It lasts as long as God wants it to last;
So, gold is turned into rings and pendant;
In doing this, man appears to be fast.

Prudence is needed in whatev’r man does;
The Earth’s resources could get depleted;
Improper ways of man could make things worse;
Man’s plans to progress get self-defeated.

Let man take care when resources are scarce;
When coffer’s empty, why then cry out hoarse?

6-26-2002 byDr John Celes

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Of Human Greed In These Tough Times

Of Human greed in these tough times we read of and we hear
Company C E O's not paid in thousands but in millions every year
Yet few of their type known for to help anyone in poverty
In a World where some have too much so much inequality
So many wealthy people from our Earth Mother take and take
From her precious resources their fortunes they do make
Her gold, silver and precious minerals, her uranium and coal
The more they have the more they want their greed out of control
For abusing the one we live off of the price may be huge to pay
Of droughts and famines caused by Climate Change we read and hear of every day
For the curse of Global Warming human greed in part to blame
Our abuse of our Earth Mother is only to our shame
The World is getting warmer from north to southern shore
And the greedy from our Earth Mother keep on stealing more and more.

poem by Francis Duggan
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How Is It (We Are Here)

How is it we are here on this path we walk
In this world of pointless fear filled with empty talk
Descend from the ape as scientist-priests all think
Will they save us in the end, we're trembling on the brink
Men's mighty mine-machines digging in the ground
Stealing rare minerals where they can be found
Concrete caves with iron doors bury it again
While a starving frightened world fills the sea with grain
Her love is like a fire burning inside
Her love is so much higher it can't be denied
She sends us her glory, it's always been there
Her love's all around us, it's there for you and me to share
Men's mighty mine-machines digging in the ground
Stealing rare minerals where they can be found
Concrete caves with iron doors bury it again
While a starving frightened world fills the sea with grain
How is it we are here
How is it we are here
How is it we are here

song performed by by Moody Blues
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How Is It

How is it we are here, on this path we walk,
In this world of pointless fear, filled with empty talk,
Descending from the apes as scientist-priests all think,
Will they save us in the end, we're trembling on the brink.
Men's mighty mine-machines digging in the ground,
Stealing rare minerals where they can be found.
Concrete caves with iron doors, bury it again,
While a starving frightened world fills the sea with grain.
Her love is like a fire burning inside,
Her love is so much higher it can't be denied,
She sends us her glory, it's always been there,
Her love's all around us, it's there for you and me to share.
Men's mighty mine-machines digging in the ground,
Stealing rare minerals where they can be found.
Concrete caves with iron doors, bury it again,
While a starving frightened world fills the sea with grain.
How is it we are here
How is it we are here
How is it we are here

song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Quaking Earth

The quaking earth
Trembles underneath me,
Cracking the sturdy ground
On which I stand.
I am shaken by this—
Roused completely—
To watch a tearing space
Lift from the land.
Below, a molten glow
Begins to burst
Forth, igniting
The deep, confined darkness
Into a frenzied blast.
I am immersed.
The jet-stream current
Of concealed, noxious
Fumes are purged
From the splitting, poisoned soil.
New minerals
Push outward from the core,
Up the mantle
To the sky and recoil
Like a heavy rain
Down upon the floor.
I fall into this volcanic fissure
To re-solidify my composure.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Man is for destruction

Utilization of resources
In a way is destruction of resources.
Deprivation of resources
In a way is conservation of resources.
Man existence is destruction.
03.11.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who Else Is There More Qualified

I am not understanding any of this.
Why are the people so upset?
We've attempted to meet all of their requests.
What is the problem?
Why aren't they happy?
We are doing the best we can.

Oh...
About the jacuzzi.
You are using too much eucalyptus.
And we've had this discussion before.

'Maybe it has 'something' to do,
With you deciding how their resources...
Should be rationed.'

And...
Your point is what?
Rationed?
Huh?
Oh...
I had forgotten what we were discussing.
What resources?

'I'm not sure,
If my comments will make to you...
Any sense at all.
But...
You are making the decision,
As to how 'their' resources...
Should be rationed,
To 'them'.'

I'm still not understanding.
You are making this too complicated.
More complicated than it needs to be!
Who else is there...
More qualified to do it?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is one and only one social responsibility of business-to use its resources and engage in activities designed to increase its profits so long as it stays within the rules of the game, which is to say, engages in open and free competition without deception or fraud.

quote by Milton Friedman
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Poor Villagers

Though god has given many good things
but deprived from most civic facilities.
Can't have good school and hospital
to get employment least opportunity.

No access to technological development
roads and transport quality very poor.
Half of government budget for projects
simply becomes corruption's devour.

Natural resources are captured by rich
social resources by bureau- political people.
Legal system is petite before politicians
system is succumbed before influential.

In under developed countries, the villager's
meagre earning and poor living condition
looks they're waiting in halfway houses
yet to begin process of social integration.

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Internet provides the access to resources, so it's incumbent upon the people who control those resources to make sure that the economic engine stays intact.

quote by Michael Nesmith
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What Do We Do When We Make Steel?

This impression attempts to present an ideal work arena (of an integrated steel company) , where human vaues and touch have special emphasis.

WHAT DO WE DO WHEN WE MAKE STEEL?