An excerpt for Verses of April. I wrote this to reflect the increasing rarity of care and compassion

Day 4

whether to plant or to hoe
the gardener takes care of his plot
He tends to young plants
lines up trees in uniformity
and speaks to rose bushes

He cares for his garden all year long
and yet
when he isn’t looking
his garden is destroyed
by unknown persons

They pull up his young plants
and trample on his rose beds
This, they do for no reason
If we were to ask them, they would
likely say, “because we can”

This…is the world we live in now

B 0017


Poets United- Midweek Motif- Gardens