Loss, a poem by R. K. Singh at Spillwords.com
Mike Marrah



written by: R. K. Singh



The chimneys around my home
print black spots on the walls
darken the air I breathe and
the water I drink or bathe in

the owners know how to shut
the mouths of inspectors
and the mafia know how
to make money this season

politics of lack of rain
repair and management
scraunch smoke from wildfires away
to country’s gas emissions

they have their priorities
mission to rewrite histories
erase the past and erect
new walls of divisions

climate change is no excuse
to mould the minds of Gen-Z
in face of imminent doom:
stay quiet at morass of loss

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