Written by Danielle E. Pasqua
Copyright © July 18, 2020
Fresh air is what we long for
On a summer day such as this
Pollution is a demon that exists
Fresh air is what we long for
On a summer day such as this
How can the sky remain clean?
That poisonous gas is not foreseen
On a summer day such as this
How can the sky remain clean?
Lord seal the ozone layer today
But the earth’s axis turns away
How can the sky remain clean?
Lord seal the ozone layer today
Fresh air is what we long for
But we close our front doors
Lord seal the ozone layer today
Fresh air is what we long for
On a summer day such as this
Pollution is a demon that exists
Fresh air is what we long for