Question

poem on throwing garbage

Answer 1

Start and stop
Up the street,
Turn 180,
Repeat the beat.
The gurus on
Confessional wheels,
Absolve our sins,
Emptying bins.
I swear
They swear
A solemn oath
Never to
Disclose the truth
Found in our garbage
By the brethern,
Garbage stinking
To high heaven.
Bottles, syringes,
Boxes, bones,
Peelings, plastics,
Old cell phones,
Discarded trash
From our homes.
Wrappings bleeding
Seeping puss:
By our garbage
Ye shall know us.

Answer 2

H I !!!
Here is your poem on garbage !!

A pathetic site not so rare,
heaps of garbage everywhere.
Food, plastics, paper, glassware,
are people's worse nightmare .

Everyday the garbage man Is greeted,
to collect our waste which is never segregated.
Waste is collected,
to fill up the existing dump yards and ragged.

With the sight of fresh supply of food and alloy,
The dogs and Rag pickers jump with joy.
This is how they spend their life and enjoy,
Keeping their spirits on high buoy.


The increasing level of garbage has become mankind's most dangerous strife,
which is all ready to doom us with its garbage shaped knife.
Solution to this problem is well known and rife,
3r's is the way to sustainable life.


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