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Pristine Day


By


Ashley Ivanov


I wish there were a day

I would not have to say

Litter, litter I do see

Why is it lying before me?

I go here and go there

Litter seems to be everywhere

What a more beautiful world it would be

If some would just happen to see

Litter is not out of sight, out of mind

For it's not so simple and not so kind

To litter what we've been entrusted with

As if it were all just a myth

It remains there still and cold

And may last even when we're beyond old

Some may have chemicals that leach from the core

Oh, who is the litter to remain for?

The litterer walks away unscathed and carefree

The person thinks, It will never affect me

Generations come and generations go

The moral conscience must come to know

That the equivocal voice inside the head

Is two-tongued, especially when said,

"I do not care about litter outside of where I sit

But, I don't think I could actually forget

Litter  at my home or vacation spot I see

For this just could and should not be"

Oh, I wish there were a day

 I would not have to say

Litter, litter I do see

Why is it lying before me?

Ashley Ivanov is an attorney and believes in making environmental education interesting and engaging.  She is a graduate of The George Washington University and Vermont Law School.   The poem below provides one of the reasons why this novel was written. 


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