Haze knocks us bad
The air quality becomes
worst
The sky the thick white
blanket
The clone of mist never
make us smile
The air we breathe
Outdoors and indoors
The sickness will pass
by
Empty pockets angry
faces
The government can't
make so much noise
Say a few things
nothing is done
Stay indoors turn on
the air-conditioned units
Don't do sports or
exercise
The old people and
children
They will get sick
regularly
Headaches, cough and
cold
Maybe pneumonia too
seriously
Haze knocks us bad
The thick smoke of
minute dust
Day and night no
respite
Unless heavy rainfall
from the sky
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