Noise In the Garden

NOISE IN THE GARDEN In pain they were But cannot murmur All they could do, whisper In anticipation for a difference After all, all they wanted was a difference After three solid hours of no difference But worse compared to initial condition With passion they started murmuring Night, day, and morning Gentle like they are mourning With some out of pain moaning Their gentleness is not as a result of their kindness But out of unavoidable empty tommy Whom it has been long since it yummy Suddenly there came the noises The noise coming out of different voices The noise of hunger The noise of anger The noise of poverty The noise of lack of farm liberty The noise the noise the noise All coming out of the garden The garden plagued with bad gardeners Who live like they are no humans Just love being inhumane What will end this noise? Umbrella with protection? Or broom with brutality? Decision of 2019 Noise in the garden