Polluted Air Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Polluted air, dead man's wonder.
Taken back by the blunder.
Sing a broken song to me.
Pin striped suit said, 'TURN THE KEY'.
Television said, 'OZONE WITH HAZE'.
Eyes feeling blurry, a walking maze.
Plastic pyramid, a French song.
Pin stripe suit said, 'THERE WRONG'.
Egg shell air covers the earth.
Open the curtain on a blue birth.
Garage door closed, suicide ways.
Pin stripe suite said, 'MANY DAYS'.

from my book: DREAMS

JESUS SAVES