The fury air struggles near
The dirty water streams here
Faces fumble for air, pure
Tongue yearns for water clear
Life is trailing deep and fast
Death is nearing strong with fist
The days mix with clouded stain
Air and water clamors rain
Buildings down deep exploding round
Woods down deep cleans ground
Golden dreams do they hold
Filled with danger seen as gold
A mouthful water; be or not
A Troubling thought always a knot
Clouded water- dream or truth?
Oh! Truth winds up as a death.
Who bothers this pollution spread?
Who think this danger wide?
Hurry dreams to make splendors
Hurry streams to make odors
Thoughts trodden down to deep
Plots ploughed up to bear heap
New face fastens life angry
New size hugs up dreams hungry
Have a thought at human feel
Take a breath at divine peel
Water be a heavenly touch
Air and mind be sure to breath.
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