Civilization

Civilization? See the verdant farmland rolling softly through the hills, just before construction crews move in for the kill. There's the tiny country church Perched up in the wood, Bounded tight on either side By prefab neighborhoods. Behold the vanishing herds of cows and their wistful lowing calls; I'll miss their curious, quizzical looks When pasture becomes a mall. See the pretty little bunny Standing by the road, just before the pickup truck provides reason for this ode.