Unused Genius

A cloud of smoke, a burst of purple, as nature attempts to live it's life in spite of existing pollution. Colors being faded by the exhaust of vehicles, especially trucks and buses flowing freely down our roads, throwing out their caustic substances onto the least in need of it on earth. Birds flying, choking on the fumes, by-products of man's progressive whims. All along our future highways, man's excessive greed will eventually do away with nature on our planet. Who will be asking what happened to our earth? Only the ones who refused to take a look at what they were doing all along, they are at fault. Intelligent beings they claimed to be, but they never used their genius except to feed their greed.