There is dust in the roofs,
In the roads and in the fields
There is dust in the trees- in their
Leaves and boughs, flowers and fruits
There is dust in the wells, pools,
Streams and rivers and ponds
There is dust in the heads and faces,
In the eyes and mouths, feet and
Hands of the humans and animals
Living around the mines
There is dust in the air
Making is unbreathable
Making humans and animals to
Die their slow deaths
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A sad, unhealthy environment, vividly portrayed.5 stars.