Breath of Air
I try to inhale,
But I am choking,
From this smog veil,
That is overbearing.
Is the city sick?
Is it dying?
From pollutants so thick,
And the kids now crying.
We've started down,
A path irreversible,
Cars we all own,
Is the earth worth a convertible?
Can I find a place,
Where I can breathe,
Without this poison in my face,
Only fresh air can relieve.
Copyright © Lucas Holbrook | Year Posted 2015
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