Pollution

Relief;
where river bed once was dry,
gently babbling brook goes by;
where life appeared before my eyes,
now I only see the signs
pointing to pollution.
Words and photo for meditation and reflection by Stephanie 

  

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2 replies

  1. hazards of pollution clearly emancipated in the poem,

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