Ozone Layer

What kind of car is this?
I do no know.
Except the locomotive ability
of this rickety thing

Hardly moving when moved

Driving the driver driving it,
I can see the driver sweating within it

Our nares and heads
are filled with carbon monoxide
this rickety thing is emitting
from its nostrils

And like smoke from the swinging thurible
used in a catholic cathedral

The emission is spreading everywhere

And melting the ozone layer
like fire melting a shea butter

Every rich and poor african wants to ride
a car;
maybe rickety or rickety not they do not

I blame you not my africans.
Why didnt GOD build the ozone layer
with iron rock and crystal
than making it fragile like a silky material?

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

4 thoughts on “Ozone Layer” by samueldpoetry (@samueldpoetry)

  1. this is great
    with beautiful images

    well done poet!

  2. Love the imagery and the figure of speech too

  3. Interesting piece, Samuel!

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