The Smoking GunA Poem by Pendantry
Please do harangue me about my smoking -- as long as you don't drive.
So today in the UK,
We are told to smoke no more in public places:
And the anti-passive lobby is appeased
At least for now.
While I agree that this is good,
Yet I feel the act misguided
Since the cars, still, clog the roads
Pouring fumes into our faces;
Cities stink of foul exhaustion
And these gases do more harm -
Not just to us but to the world.
Smoking kills, some:
Driving kills, many.
It is true that I am guilty too
I am one part of the problem:
As one person there is little we can do, but
Watch elected leaders twiddle with solutions.
© 2007 Pendantry
© 2011 Pendantry
Added on December 4, 2011
Last Updated on December 4, 2011
Cambridge, United Kingdom