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GM (Genetically modified)
Mango tree, never grew a pine,
Why then challenge, the genuine?
Good Earth is still sustaining, human being,
Genetic engineering is playing, Devil to the divine.
By losing, delicate food chain, catastrophic results may be hard to contain,
Think again! Think again!
Diversity evolved, over a billion, a billion, will soon be common.
GM! no more ‘good morning’.
© 2015 Hari Prasad S