with its magnetic
appeal
remove its roots
from the soil,
see the rain
with its lustful eyes
fill the banks of
a small pond.
see God's hand
as it waves goodby
to all followers,
catching the lifeline of
another belief,
see the band that plays
the songs, no one
wants to hear,
see the curtain close
on the annual play
as the actors take
up acrobatics,
see the land that once
belonged to us.
being taken to grow
marijuana...
see the people,
wearing clothes of their
opposites wish for
sexual attraction.
see the stars
in the evening sky
bend and twist towards
oblivion, just to see
another sunrise.
October1, 2024
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