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.
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