Fire and Smoke
Fire and smoke — I can’t inhale anymore.
It’s toxic here; I can’t bear the thought.
A lifelong threat to body and soul,
Internal organs damaged, destroyed.
I can’t breathe — fresh air is gone.
How can one survive when no one cares?
This poison gives cancer, stage three now,
And only now you act like it means something
When it never truly did.
Poetic Works of Petra Fafina Marina Patrice
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- Published: September 29th, 2025 09:20
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Comments3
Precautions taken too late. A sad story of demise due to lack of care. Whether one's own or those around them all the same. A good write.
Thank you Sorenbarrett
You are most welcome
This piece sears…the fire, the poison, the suffocation, and the belated concern that stings even more. It’s raw testimony, equal parts lament and accusation. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you Tristan
You are most welcome, Petra!
The poem "Fire and Smoke" revolves around the devastating effects of pollution or toxic environments on human health and well-being. The subject matter focuses on the speaker's struggle with the consequences of exposure to harmful substances, reflecting a sense of despair and frustration over the lack of concern from society regarding this issue.
👌🏻Yes 👍🏻 thanks friendship for your review
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