For ten days his bad cough
Labours his breathing
Continued stabs deep down
In his lungs
He’s hit by an invisible spear
In a tournament of dark knights
On horses of ignorance.
‘It’s not good your coughing
Try to drink some Icelandic Moss
With honey’
His wife says
‘It helped me a lot’.
He listens for a change and the
Honeyed drink softens his chronic
Throat irritation while he brings
Up lumps and lumps of mucus.
The weekend papers write about
The Dark Cloud over Europe
Fine dust loads from burning
Brown coal polluting the air.
These scandalous industries are
A horrid back-walk for humanity
Or has Europe turned a blind eye
To another genocide?
Lots of talk
No actions on dismal facts
To handle for our politicians?
Micro-particle dust/
Diesel exhausts/
Pollutants recorded to be
Beyond figures damaging to
One’s health/
Diseases of the LUNG/
LUNGS we can’t yet buy and
Change like underpants/
Temperature inversion/
Eastern brown coal plants.
LUNGS.SGNUL
zoltanzelan
ZJG-POetry’19.
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Certainly, many people have read articles about these industries destroying our LUNGS?