The Garbage Litters And The Cily Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The GarbageLitters and the City

In the harried times., the pace,
the petrol lacedair,

the city dwellers must survive, make remedies
with the most obnoxious noise qnd smog of the city.

Rock music from cars, karaoke beer joints, car
horns and out of the blues, the sweet angelic vocals ofaKaren Carpenter song reign louder in the backdrops from the music lounges and the big juke box,

Like the streets dusts bouyedlike balloons by helium.
the wheels and the traffics stirred
the rising dusts into the air,

settles along the trash ondthe
department stores resplendent windows,

No one bothers, everyone complaints
the noise pollution and dusts particulates in the city.

The heavy pollution indexes of smog andunclean air
, thesemetropolitan and urban ghettos with looming street hawkers, hookers and muggers in the background.

the roaming cats, dogs, rodentsand seeking a meal at nights in the garbage bins.

Flies, scurried around the huge pile on the street corners.

the smelly dumps, where dead poisoned rodents, run over carcasses of dead cats

meanwhile the garbage dump truck lumbers along with the trash collectors jumping out with shovels scraping the dumping site, a loud tiresomeexclusive music jingle,

reminding people on condos and apartment doors, hidden tenement buildings,

To come out and emptied their trash bags and plastic piles of kitchen wastes and leftover foods,

No small feat to
to keep the city clean and disease free in a city.

After the picking of trash and mounts of dirt, they started to leave.