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Sep 2014
Where did this illness come from?
Who is responsible for this?
I am not ready to perish
I am not ready to say goodbye
Who is responsible for these toxins?
In our air, water and food
I am only 19
I have a world ahead of me
Wait,
I have an ashtray before me
A capitalistic wasteland
Of the walking dead
Dressed in business suits
And Louis Vuitton dress shoes
Carrying brief cases of polluted thoughts
How do I stop this acidity?
How do I unite a body of 7 billion people?
Empower the people for wanting to stay alive
We could easily lose our minds
We could pull the trigger
Or overdose with a bottle of Jack
But we stand tall
Unwilling to fall
We will not collapse
All I want to do is breath
Don’t take away the Northern Winds
Leave me alone and let me prosper
While I strengthen my lungs
Let me fall asleep
Whispering Victoria in my mind
But instead I ponder my tax dollars
And I am accompanied with guilty thoughts
As you use my money to decay the minds of billions
Until it is an issue
You will not speak of this issue
Until fingers are pointed
You place blame on the companies which you sponsor
Change your ways
Before the Muskoka lakes become toxic
And the fall leaves no longer exist
I want to live
Don’t take this away from me
An Uncommon Poet
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An Uncommon Poet  Caledon, ONT
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