Drop Ins In Our Society Poem by Shalia Robinson

Falling from the pits of a chaotic world.
Placed into a quiet society of the unheard
Now breathed into the mist polluting the air
Red and blue foggy clouds are now there.
Dropping into our town causing us to be found
Along it carrys a blurry texture
That causes people to not see
Just all that is in thee
Turning people to the unseen
Because their vision was not in keen
But they need that substance that will help
Light!
Water!
Not Soda
For soda is only a temporary fix
But water last long that should be the pick
Drop ins in our society influence that place we stay
What we recieve should nuture our foundation
Not poison our conversation
Everyone has the dropp ins in their society