Polluted Environment
"Nature" disappoints sometimes. I go outside onto my deck. The sun
Is bright. It's fairly warm, but my son's down below. He playing the
Same dreadful music that I have to hear when I'm at work. I try
The house's other side. Out there, a girl is in her yard whining at
A pair of dogs. "Edgar, no! Daisy, no!". That's all she ever says
To them. At times, she cries out for her mom. I'm beaten. I pick up
My drink and shuffle back inside.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2024-03-30 at 21:16
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