Home is dripping dusty, scotching sun drying our land, roads untendered, and the wind at work,
Our bodies tinted, eyes dreaming to see clearly, body pores cemented,
Gasping for freshness, years folding,
Minds fractured.

Our dusty air, a hidden toll is paid,
Mental health suffers, anxiety’s shade,
Depression looms, a constant guest,
Prolonged exposure, a toxic test.
Sleep’s disrupted, restless nights turn,
Anxiety’s grip, hard to subdue,
Neurocognitive mechanisms at play,
Fatigue, depression, in a vicious sway.

Where are you dear hand,
Dear Manager, slide to a leader shortly,
still, we can take steps to thrive,
Give masks, let’s prioritize sleep, and strive,
For stress management, a mindful way,
Regular check-ups, to face the dusty day.

Lift this voice,
Let participants learn,
Let’s care for all,
Be the road to this teaching.
Environmental controls, a must-have too,
Air purifiers, ventilation, to see us through,
In dusty areas, where we work and roam,
Let’s protect our minds, and call it home.

Slumber not, References guide us, studies show the way,
BMC Public Health, PLoS ONE, in broad day,
The importance of sleep, in dust’s dark night,
A crucial factor in mental health’s plight.