Landfill Poem by Phil Soar

The landfill site, full of all that's gone
Wasted and spread amongst all others scrap
All shapes and sizes, all types and things
Gathered in a heap beneath seagull's wings
Scattered amongst things that no-one needs
Disassembled, broken and no longer of use
The mountain increases as bulldozers heap
And the methane builds up as the pressure does seep
An ever devloping mess on the earth
Worth nothing, but festering, expanding in girth
Colossal in size like a giant mass
Smellin so foul as it emits its gas
Excess so profound and we don't give a damn
As long as its forgotten and lies in the land
What once was a quarry for us take ore
Now just like flotsom, washed up on a shore
Our rubbish, our dirt, our bricks and much more
So tall, in a place that was empty before
Destroying the planet, and a blot on us all
The Landfill
An eyesore
And so much more.