Poison Puff Posing as a Power Puff

She sat puffing by a busy highway

As though vehicles were not enough to pollute her airway

The bidi in her hands was held skillfully

While she dragged on it liberally

When she exhaled a cloud of toxic smoke

It covered her like a shroud, a  cloak

Who are we to judge another’s choice

Maybe it’s her sole reason to live, to rejoice…..

I thought about  the smoke our homes and vehicles spew

I feel guilty at being one of the favoured few…….

The next day I cycled to work, instead of driving

Our environment needs reviving…..







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