While we sleep floras are in slumber deep
Pollution’s nemesis locked deep away in nature’s keep.
No green is seen in dawn’s early light
Life has rested all throughout the night
Smoke stacks puff ton on ton into the dark
Flora can’t work nights so humans hark.
There is only one “air.”
Lungs are not designed for smoke! (of any kind!)
Let the oil companies drink that they drill for.