The Air-What a Pity!

The Air-What a Pity!

Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 7^th September 2011, Wednesday, 8:52 a.m.-9:18 a.m.

The air,

Brushes our hair;

It’s always fair,

It has no pair.

The air,

Is ever so tender;

It has no gender,

It’s beyond compare.

The air,

It gives us care;

It teaches us to share,

No such thing as paid.

The air,

Doesn’t mind us saying;

When it’s polluted, dusty, and dirty,

It’s still the air that we breathe.

The air,

Doesn’t blame us;

Even though the sinners are us,

It still enters our bodies.

The air,

Stops us from suffocating;

Allows us to be against gravity,

We really ended up flying.

The air,

We aren’t able to touch;

I’m sure whatever we’ve done,

It keeps saying, “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”

The air,

Is deeply hurt inside;

We keep hitting and burning it side to side,

We think pleasure, yet its feelings we don’t seem to care.

The air,

Tolerating our actions;

Every single move makes it painful,

How dare us to be that careless!

The air,

So much you’ve to bear;

Every single corner you just have to be there,

Without you, everything will have to stare.

The air,

I want to thank you;

For letting me know you,

Since I cried my first tear.

The air,

I understand what you’re going through;

Accepting what men can do,

But we know survival means we’ve got to wear you.

The air,

I love you;

If I don’t breathe you,

I hope others will still do.

The air,

Thank you so much for being there;

It’s truly anytime and anywhere,

You’re so unique, special, and rare.

The air,

I’m very sorry for everything;

Especially on what I’m doing,

I know every second you’re wounding.

The air,

I wish you’ve a name;

So that I can confess,

To the universe that you’re the best!

The air,

I need you in my life;

You’re that priceless,

You keep living things alive.

The air,

Of all your experiences;

Please forgive us,

We keep portraying our weaknesses.

The air,

Please accept my apology;

May you be strong by God’s willing,

What a pity!