United States

For most people smogs are an unusual sight

But for me it's a part of my usual plight

It's air so dense it can choke you

Too thick to see your way through

Easy to get lost; not easy to be found

The smog will choke you if you make a sound

This was a daily occurrence for me

Vision clouded by the hazy smog that be

You lose a sense of self; a sense of time

You're not ready for the truth sour as a lime

Life sucks and eventually the fog gets everyone

However, perserverance will help you a ton

It may take days or weeks or years

But when you overcome the smog, you'll overcome your fears



This poem is about: 
Our world


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