𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓵𝓪𝓻 | 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮

Pollution

The wind blows

The birds chirp

The stream flows

And the bees slurp

The sun shines

The sky's clear

The insects fly 

And the children peer

From these lines 

You form a picture

Behind your eyes

The setting whispers

Happiness, you think

But that's all wrong

And now you're thinking

Well what's going on?

The sky's not blue 

Now it's grey

The wind is full

Of foul smells

The birds were chirping

But now they're choking

And that stream 

Is full of grime

The bees are trying to escape

Collecting the nectar that they can take

The insects follow but not for long

Now they're dead this has to stop

The sun's not shining

In fact it's gone 

The children scream

And run to hide

I thought you knew this all along 

I guess this proves that I was wrong

The world is changing before our eyes

And one day it'll all be gone

This poem is changing, too

Now it's sad and barely rhymes

Protect our earth because you know

That one day it could dissolve

Don't litter

Clean up our world

And then it may not be so bitter

-2017