The Chamber

Breathe shallow, breathe deeply,
Oh Lord, I feel like giving up completely.
Wheezing and sucking air-filled smells,
Rotten to the core with chemicals.
Wheezing and fighting for life,
Is causing mental strife.
As chemicals bellows and pass,
Throughout the neighborhood amass,
Each street like chambers of gas.
Engulfing us and choking us,
Making breathing a difficult task.
Life is without peace and harmony,
Is this what happened in German.

[By Bunyan Bryant]