Chainsaws and Gun Shots
Chainsaws and gunshots
Chainsaws and gunshots
Saw-teeth and bullets
Bangs and buzzes
Bangs and buzzes
Tearing into flesh
Death
Death
Death.
Opher 17.2.2021
I walk up my hill into the green manufacturing industry known as the countryside to the sound of multiple bangs and the chunter of chainsaws.
Every single day I hear the sound of shots.
The green fields have been blanket bombed with pesticide but even so, if anything dares to try to cling on to life it is blasted to hell.
I can hear the chainsaws attacking another tree. There are not too many of those left – little oasis in the green desert.
I’m walking in nature and listening to the relentless sound of death.
This is a sad observation. We need the woods.
We need the wildlife too. I think it’s tragic Molly.