In the Fifties Smog blanketed Liverpool.
People pushed down streets filled with swirling clouds
of choking grey vapor.
Scarves tied tight round mouths taking small breaths,
hand groping in front of face till they reached sanctuary
and once inside gulping in pure, pure air,
lungs grateful for a blessed relief.
Then with a mighty gulp darting outside once more,
stumblingly blindly through the acrid mist to find the next haven.
In the sixties the council made every effort to remove the menace
by insisting on people burning smokeless fuel.
Slowly the streets cleared and for forty years people were able to breath again.
Until the 1st of July 2007 when Smog returned again
to haunt the streets of Liverpool.
By A. Davidson