Pollution [Poem]

Clearing away
rippling effects of trash
rambling through the thickness
of the smog layered air once again.

Humidity--

Oh how it chokes
the sweetness once held
in the oxygen that lingers in
this place we are forced to call home.

Garbage fills
the streets where
children play. Touching, seeing
smelling filth all over the environment
such a pretty place to raise your family.

Sickened to the point of
action. I see now I have to become
the change I want to see. So I'll
start by doing the simple task of
recycling.

*It's easy to throw something in the trash well it's just as easy to recycle. :] *