sits atop a landscape
of greens and browns,in front of which are
rustic, rural homes
designed for someone
else in mind than those
who lives there now;
in this discrepancy we see,
if we want to see,
a line of ball bearers
waiting to take caskets
to the grave before anyone
has been placed in them,
because it seems to be the
right thing to do today;
and, in our silence we
betray all those who stood
here before us, wanting
what we have taken for
granted for years and
do not want to give up
simply because there is
no rain in the forecast
for the next few days.
4Oct16
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