THE GARBAGE IN RUNNING RAIN WATER

Some people around us
Seem not to see at all
Beyond the limit of the nose
The effects of their misdoing
Or just being apathetic
To filth and fizz

When rain falls
They rush in to bring
Their garbage bins
Empty the contents
Into running rain water
In the gutter before the house

Polythene bags
Wasted food, empty cans
Broken bottles
Shit and vomit
Swept away
To where there is obstruction

Water and dirt
Nowhere to go
Spilled and spread
All over the road
Cities turned out dirtier
Than before the coming of rain

About This Poem

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