The Weed Killers

Living Intelligently From Experience

A Path in the Lives and Experiences of People

as they affect many, taken from

lives past, lives now and lives that will be

 

This poem was an entry under LIFE along with some 34 others in the FCLE (Frank Collymore Literary Endowment contest. FCLEL001


 

The Weed Killers

The neighbor who lives across from me

Has battles with grass monthly

Every time they get over six inches tall

 

Weed whackers are used to cut them all

Except recently I saw their color was brown

Entire patches were bending their blades right down

Didn’t see any growth after the rain

 

Kept watching but on mornings, nothing

I then saw him come out pumping his spray

Learnt he must have poisoned the grass this way

Little attention to its toxicity and that I was down wind

Even ignored the mango tree and the spray it was getting

Rid the property of weeds, good, but at what eventual expense

Should I still sit in my patio, eat the mangos, what’s my defense? 

 

 

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