On That Dark Alley
On that dark alley, the wind whispered
Listen, it said, I am the bringer of news
Goosebumps on my arms, I stood and heard
This creepy voice and looked for signs of cues
None came except this cold voice, so angered!
That dark night, I shook with fright
Yet obedient, I gave the wind my audience
I am sick, it said, sick of this birthright
You humans, have taken to abhorrence
Look at the plight of this providence!
Pollution, everywhere and anywhere
Nowhere, can I flow as free as air
Nor can I breathe purity
Nor can I sense chastity
What has happened to humanity?
As the wind lamented, my fright disappeared
It shook and pity overwhelmed my heart
But the wind talked once more, as I feared
I shall bring forth destruction and down shall be those smart
Those who think the world is made up of their sole part!
Be prepared, it continued, be prepared for the havoc
The world should be cleaned in each block
I shall do so via a shock
The time shall come with the clock
Be prepared for the rejuvenation!
On that dark alley, my blood turned cold
And my heart for my likes become hard
Even if with love and care it is mould
I pray for the coming of the Bard
The one to cure the world of this negativity!
Placed 3rd in the contest.... :)
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