Rain with thunderous sound
Wind gushing all around
Many trees fallen on the ground.
Nature takes care of its own,
washing dust,from the leaves
making way for the seeds sown,
hoping they'll be full grown.
One day the sky will be blue
Water will be crystal clean
in the river passing by my city,
making me proud of my ethnicity.
I belong not to the most
polluted place on the earth,
but live in the cleanest
greenest , happiest and
healthiest of them all.
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