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The Clean Up In My Street

I came onto my street today I stood in shock and awe vast piles of garbage,in front of every house is the sad sight that i saw Its called a clean up so they say but for this waste we all will pay. majestic forests felled with greed to satisfy our useless needs tvs ,fridges,piled up high this wasteful sight makes me just sigh. buildings sore up to the clouds heartles structures of glass and steel their only claim is eye appeal. and who lives in these ivory towers multi nationals full of powers plundering earths bounty from above the city for mountains of cash its such a pity useless mountains of paper cash to produce what? these mounds of trash. next time you buy that useless crap two dollar shop or xmas wrap make your next clean up pile be small because it will really help us all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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