Come and Go

People come and go

Some are cigarette breaks, others are forest fires

A stench lingering on fingers and breath

Or chaotic havoc ruining lives and beauty

Both deteriorating

Making it hard to breathe

Taking up valuable oxygen

And killing innocent souls


Like highway commuters

Yellow one way

Red another way

Coming and going

Smoke swept away out of rolled down windows into other lanes


Passing fires that darken skies with ash

And fills travelers vehicles with restrictive breaths and smokey coughs

Extinguish and perish

Water and live

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