Friday, July 9, 2010


The big machine of death
comes by tall and steady
with chainsaws as arms
and terror wheels to move.
It cuts the branches and trees
into highway lanes
so you can drive fast down
them and not notice that
it is mechanized.
The sunlight can reach the
fruit and the farmer can make
more money,
But the mechanized death machine
passes by my house, loudly,
but doesn't touch

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