In Kochi's bustling streets, where life does thrive,
The air is thick with particles, hard to survive.
Smokestacks belch fumes, skies turn gray,
Nature's beauty obscured, fading away.
Amidst the backwaters, once pristine and clear,
Now choked with pollutants, a sight of fear.
From vehicles' exhaust to industrial haze,
The air we breathe tainted, in so many ways.
Birds struggle to sing, trees gasp for breath,
As humans ignore the looming threat of death.
But hope still lingers, in actions we take,
To cleanse the air, for nature's sake.
Let's unite our efforts, for a cleaner sky,
In Kochi, let's strive, to soar up high.
For every step towards less pollution we take,
A brighter, healthier future, we'll make.
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