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 © Anbarasan Mitchell | Year Posted 2016
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