In hazy realms where skies once gleamed,

The air now weeps with sooty streams.

Through valleys vast and urban towers,

Lingers a pall, the Earth devours.

Each breath we take, a tainted prize,

As pollutants dance 'neath smoggy skies.

The once-fresh breeze, now choked and ill,

Resounding sighs on nature's hill.

No bird in flight, no vibrant hue,

Just murky haze that taints the view.

Oh, gentle zephyrs, where art thou?

Lost in the fog, thy essence now.

Industrial whispers weave their tale,

Exhausted breaths that poison prevail.

The land and sea, in anguish weep,

While souls awaken from their sleep.

Let's heal the air, restore the breath,

Unbind the earth from suffocating death.

With mindful hearts, we'll forge a way,

To cleanse the skies, a brighter day.