This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 45 ; the forty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . Long ago, an efflorescence of life was plank down on earth Since then, mankind came into the existence casting birth A cycle that goes on and on with the promise of cooperation Connects we children to our mother earth with intense adoration As the time changed, people changed and so with them have 'relations' The gap contriving in between, both generations fails to built a space for rendition The promising link between the two seems adversely decrepit near to separation It's we, who initiated the route of disguise with the rush of our own greed Too easy for us to let go things, far too insensitive to mother earth's selfless deed There is always a limit of everything beyond which the elasticity t...