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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We should all try do our bit to help. A great poem.