Slowly but surely its
Enveloping us
The sky's now weathered grey
Slight smell of burning
Tingling our nostrills

Annually it arrives
Slump in our chairs,
Shoulders hunched
With paper in hand
Headline reads "PSI increasing"

Yet all we do is frown
Take necessary precaution
If needed ( For those with respiratory problems )
Government steps in
Politely remarks about the dull colour of the sky

More smoke is blowing
Towards our land
Everything's blurry
Even from a near distance

We expect it to occur-again and again
The process,
A cycle that will repeat itself
Until they stop...
Burning.

Slowly but surely its
Enveloping us
The sky's now weathered grey
Slight smell of burning
Tingling our nostrills

Annually it arrives
Slump in our chairs,
Shoulders hunched
With paper in hand
Headline reads "PSI increasing"

Yet all we do is frown
Take necessary precaution
If needed ( For those with respiratory problems )
Government steps in
Politely remarks about the dull colour of the sky

More smoke is blowing
Towards our land
Everything's blurry
Even from a near distance

We expect it to occur-again and again
The process,
A cycle that will repeat itself
Until they stop...
Burning.