The Power Of Redemption - Poem by Edward Iacona
Through the windows of my car
You’ll see bottles and cans inside.
And to the recycling center today
They shall take a one way ride.
As I look at the current contents
Of my cluttered car’s interior
I must admit that my motive
Is, at best, rather ulterior.
In personal economic downturn
I behold each empties worth
Taking secondary satisfaction in that
I am helping to save the Earth.
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