'Hidden Danger In A Cloud Of Smoke' Poem by Linda Winchell

Years ago, in my very small town
there were those city trucks, which would come around.
Calling out, 'that they would be spraying! '
a cloud of smoke, to keep those mosquitoes down!

We didn't know, that it was D.D.T!
as children, our lungs would breath inside!
In the clouds of spray, for us was childs play
on our streets, hidden dangers, did hide!

More powerful than any weapon!
used, in all of our past wars!
Now as adults were paying the price, of ignorance!
for what was not ever told, to us before!

Immune systems, now failing
cancers of every shape and type!
But not known to little innocent children back then
dangers clouds playing, in D.D. T., throughout the night!

Now there's not too many of us, left around
some like myself, a victim of a hidden danger!
Dieing because of an ingnorance, back then!
it makes me now, so fast to anger!

What other hidden dangers?
Have they, pumped into our veins?
What other horrible side effects of these poisons?
maybe lurking now, inside our brains?

'God forgive them, for they know not what they've done! '
The killing off of us innocent children!
maybe a mother, or someones father, or his son?

We must look before we leap out, my friends!
For every action, is a reaction too be!
I can only tell you how I have suffered
from the hidden dangers, in those clouds of D.D.T!