Clamour Poem by nimal dunuhinga

His clammy lungs still breathe in the mysterious Oxygen
And breathe out the hazardous Carbon Dioxide.
Though it's dangerous the kind flora absorb and in return patiently give us the precious air to survive.
Oh! What a masterful chain reaction is this?
The poor jobless vagabond peeps through the broken window in his lonely decaying citadel and he sees afar the gloomy picture.
The inhumane souls clear the jungle forcefully with their cruel bulldozers.

*In gratitude I wind up this to the Syrian silent songbird Susie.Zuheir.Gharib.
With best regards,
yours sincerely,
a jailbird