Who knows why Universe gestated long--
For billions of years since her own creation--
To deliver Earth, sole live birth, 'mong
Her numerous siblings all lifeless, barren?
Thence, gone still billions of years and the mother
Has yet not birth'd another Earth, if whole
Of the Creation's made sole for this daughter
And 'lone for her destined Creational Goal.
And Earth's been growing, children in her lap--
Animals, birds, plants and, above all, humans,
As mother gives her Nature's brilliant makeup
And with foods, water, air each day sustains.
But why's Earth fatal? Why do her children die?
What does microbes-to-humans signify?
-- N P Samal
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