'The Industrial Revolution' - Poem by Linda Winchell
The Industrial Revolution
Has the world, now searching for a better solution.
To remove all of Earth’s pollution
Before it causes more
Of mankind’s and natures evolution.
We’ve seemed to have made a mess of things
Polluting the air in which we breathe.
But there where to many people
Claiming false promises that we all believed.
That they would make those changes needed
To go and clean up the mess they’d made.
But all they did was mask it all
Burying their poisoness messes in un-marked graves.
Then along came those scaming builders
Placing homes on top of those toxic dumps.
Selling those who bought homes a bill of goods
All left now feeling like real chumps.
Land not worth a penny
On the dollar that they spent.
In walks good old, 'Uncle Sam'
To buy up their homes, to circumvent.
But the damage had already been experienced
Babies born with cancers and Birth Defects.
All in the name of something
We all called, “American Progress!
By: Linda Winchell
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