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Look under petals

Around the block

Down concrete highways

Through Mall parking lots

 

Where have we gone?

Left without a trace

We could no longer keep up

Your demanding pace

 

You take us to places

We don’t even know

And expect us to call

Wherever you dump us, home.

 

The pesticides used

You could not understand

Goucho, Poncho

They need to be banned

 

The sugar water you feed us

Will not keep us strong

More poison you give us

 All winter long

 

So where have we gone?

You ask scratching your heads

We are in the Divine Mothers arms

Where we are safe from all harm.

 

You will not think to look there

You are no longer wise

Your arrogance has blinded you

To your own demise. 

Camellia Stadts

Camellia Stadts

I am a 57 year old woman recently laid off from an insurance job that I held for 13 years. I am divorced with 2 kids. My son Nick is 30 and lives in NY. My daughter Carolyn is 28 and lives near me with my grandson Cameren who is 5. I am, and have been, attending Marygrove College in Detroit and will graduate in Spring of 2013 with a degree in English.
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