I sit settled under the feet.
Unless I am pushed or provoked
They say I pollute the street
Then hire someone to move
If you only give me somewhere to live
Maybe then there would be nothing to prove


Never born rogue
I evolute
But don’t you remember
When you pollute?
Then others still solute?


Clean my existence, I can tell you where to start
It should be your heart


See, I cannot be declared deceased
I must co-exist