There’s no room – a poem

There’s no room

 

Pruned trees in rows

Furrows in rows

Houses in rows

Brows in furrows

There’s no room.

 

Pesticide clouds

Smoke clouds

Particle clouds

Mushroom clouds

Clouds in shrouds

There’s no room.

 

Weeds eradicated

Pest eradicated

Vermin eradicated

Eradicate the fate

There’s no room.

 

Opher 13.4.2018

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