Bread And Breath Poem by S.D. TIWARI

Bread And Breath

Crackers and the fire work material is sold;
as bread and butter of many, this business holds.

Now it's not just amusement of the children,
but show-off of the money and the competition.

On the occasion of Diwali, pollution goes high;
in many cities of India, more than twenty times.

On footpaths too, same question of bread rise;
hawkers earn lively-hood, walkers deprived.

Mix in the air, apart from industrial smokes,
dust flown out of building construction works.

Rash and zigzag driving, is very often seen,
hurried for work, in most cities same like scene.

They fly dust in the air, everyone else breath;
dangerous to the life and the people's health.

S. D. Tiwari

Monday, October 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,thought
Sathyanarayana M V S 31 October 2016

Diwali was celebrated with burning of Diyas or oil or ghee wicks. With the changing times and people'spill whims this tradition of crackers had ushered in. We are not only adding to pollution but also helping China.

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Sd Tiwari 01 November 2016

You are very right, these crackers damage the environment. China is on one hand earning through this and on the other paying against us. Thanks for stopping here.

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