Animal Real Estate

The fallen nest of life
whose straw lay strewn,
holds no bidders.

The ransacked burrow
...caved in,
holds no retail value.

The marsh land paved,
still resonates
through your cup of tea.

Twas their last plea;
which you ignored.

Real estate is only profitable
when built by people.

...But animal real estate
holds more value.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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