Emotional Stink

Things go rotten.

Foul and stained.

The odours that waft

Makes gagging inane.

People corrupted

Bring relationships to an end.

The stench of their lives

Creates a world to mend.

We care more for ourselves

And forget our neighbours.

A smile.

A wave hello.

Who leaves behind a legacy

Where the sweet smell of them flows?

Gardens are for enjoying.

Landfills only get trashed.

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