After Paradise
In the garden which I roam
full of trees and flowers grown
live a multitude of creatures
all unique with splendid features
rivers that twist and entwine
a web that changes over time
As my needs have changed
this garden must be rearranged
for trees I need the wood
rivers have a tendency to flood
all these creatures roaming free
eat the food that’s meant for
My castle it now stands
vast sways of concrete are my lands
plastic flowers I can’t eat
factories reproducing meat
once I had it all
after paradise I fall
By Danny Carr
lynn hahn
Wed 18th Jan 2017 17:38
Love this. Leaving that which is natural to a world of brick and mortar can sadden the soul