I sought solace amongst the greenery
Delighting in floral scented breezes
Whirling through the legendary trees.
Vomited black, cut hair strands scattered
Feces mounds decorating the walkway
Table length beer bottles strewn on grass
The price paid to obsess over one disease
Smartly evolving and mutating itself for us
Leads to polluting mother earth even more
What will you do dear planet Earth when
Your inhabitants are immature parasites
Suspended in consistent destructive deeds?
Maybe you will flood human parasites away
Blow your top by erupting dormant lava
Continually showing who is the true boss.
–Maria Mocha © 2022