She laments

I feel so dirty and defiled
Overused and abused
By generations of humanity who my grandeur reduced

On pretext of cleansing their sins
Their half burnt bodies they dumped
Into me the deadly toxins went ,
from factories they pumped

Over a period of time I slowed
No more could I bear
To carry the weight of humanity's sins Their selfishness lay bare

I was born in a snow clad mountain peak
I gurgled through the rocks
I was crystal clear and shimmered white As I hurtled down mountain blocks

Then I reached the plains below
I continued to flow
In my quest to meet the beloved sea
I charged along with happiness aglow

As I reached closer to my beloved
I began to slow
That fertile union with the bay
was worthy of pomp and show

Many cities were born along my path Generations of humanity grew
The crops, they flowered with the water they drew
It was so clean, they could directly brew

Cut back to today, my sorry state
A woman defiled and abused
Who will rescue me from my sorry plight And restore my glory anew

Its a shame that I gave birth to a civilization
My children turned out uncivilized
No remorse or regret for their mother's plight
Their greed blinded their sight

This new generation of people they claim they will give me a lease of life again
I hope and wish they succeed
so that I can happily flow on again

Save the Ganga!