Dead Fish Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Dead Fish



Dead fish, poison lake.
Acid rain, sunshine bake.
No fish in the pond.
Clip coupons from the bond.
Mighty wonder, mega works.
Drill more oil satan lurks.
Empty hook upon the bay.
Crabs gone, whats to say.
Tiny fish sold in plastic.
Paper weight, oh too fantastic.
Dirty water, no more life.
Kids dead, took one bite.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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from my poetry book DREAMS 1
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JOE POEWHIT

JOE POEWHIT

New York City
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