Elia Michael


Pollution


Look at the sky today
Look at the atmosphere
For it is very grey
It is not very clear

There is no hint of sun
The temperature is down
Though day has long begun
It makes you want to frown

All is covered in dust
Descending from the air
So if you’re ill you must
Stay inside and take care

For it is pollution
A mixture of our own
And a contribution
From the Sahara blown

And from Europe’s mainland
It has come our way too
All mixed with desert sand
Why now? Haven't a clue!

Probably the weather
Is a major reason
This and that together
Have brought us this poison

There is an eerie feel
There are few people out
It is all quite surreal
Of that there is no doubt

Submitted: Thursday, April 03, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 03, 2014

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