The Haze

Ergh, the haze has reached the city I'm living in, Seri Kembangan. Even though I got no major respiratory problem, it is still quite a hard time breathing the moving smokes. I hope everyone's health is not severely affected by this. In today's morning, the view was quite grey in my neighborhood but the range of visibility is not that bad.

Suddenly, the existance of mosquitoes are quite apparent in my house. I guess they also hate the haze like how they hate fogging. Still, some of them die due to my brute force. haha.

Why did the haze happen? It is because some farmers in Indonesia used the slash-and-burn method to clear out forests to make agricultural land. Additionally, now is the dry season of Indonesia. So, fire plus dry environment = Uncontrollable fire. Uncontrollable fire = Mass amount of smoke. Mass amount of smoke = Haze. haiz. -.-

Making a poem about haze, that ain't mainstream, aye? But that's what I did. I wrote (type?) a poem bout the haze. It tells you a bit about how the haze happens, why it happens, what happens and what should we do about this. I don't want to babble long but I wanna say enjoy this poem. :3

It is the farmers' turn,
To do the slash-and-burn,
The poison and the air,
Are mashed and churned,

As they work in a toil,
To harvest the palm oil,
They burned the whole soil,
Didn't think the whole coil,

From west to east it blows,
Look as the cuss it goes,
Observe the fuss it throws,
Even the crust it chows,

With the reckon of their recognition,
Money as their single piston,
Started ignition to their selfish greedy tradition,
Between people, believe me, it causes fission,

Oh my, the PSI,
Increases as time pass by,
As the smoke gassed sky,
We can say to thy health; "bye",

As air gets more aberrant,
Coughs are more apparent,
The lands might be all barren,
How can these stuffs all happen,

More events of the asthma,
Making more awkward gala,
Can the status be better,
During the times of later,

What can we do about this?
The only way to out is,
Never with the tongue or fist,
But to decide in office,

A drop of lead in water,
Is still a pack of bother,
Might be a lore of rotter,
And cause the gore of slaughter,

All man agrees towards this resolution,
Dilution's never the solution towards pollution,
Here's a simple conclusion amidst the confusion,
The fusion of bane and stain is a con fusion,

Argh... the haze... bothers my gaze...
It really tempts me... to sit and laze...
Watch-out for your health!
Well-being is a form of wealth.

Assalamualaikum. Let thy health stay awesome. :P