Edward Mccall Poet Rhyme

Somewhere Over the Landfill

Mountains of trash piled high in the air
The stench of rot from everywhere

Precious topsoil stripped away 
To make room for more garbage
The amount grows larger day by day 

So what do we do when the landfill gets full
Why then we build houses or even a school

Somewhere over the landfill New homes will rise
They will have nice yards and blue skies overhead

But it's the ground underneath that I would dread
Somewhere over the landfill
The skies are blue and someday 
There will be houses over it too

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Hannah Borke August 2, 2017 at 2:16 PM I enjoyed this light rhyme. (Landfills would have created rich topsoil if not for plastics. Recycling is critical.) Edward Mccall August 3, 2017 at 8:19 AM Good morning Hannah, I'm glad to see you enjoyed the poem. And yes landfills would have created rich topsoil unfortunately plastic doesn't play well with it. Thank you again for your visit and your kind comments have a wonderful day.