People in unhappy countries, with all other kinds of pollution in plenty, trying to find happiness in the limited opportunities available to them resort to polluting emotions. It manifests in their lifestyle, intentions, and behaviours
Despite the growth of science
I firmly believe in superstitions
When a cat crosses my path
I go home and take a bath
I have only one wish
That I should last a day more
I should not hear news sore
I should not utter a word rash
Everything looks so pretty
Even the cactus looks rosy
The barren land seems like a meadow
Whether it’s the sun or the moon I don’t know
My love is evergreen
Starting at sweet sixteen
When you were just a blossom
In the breeze floated the balm