As
one tear
rolls slowly down
my cheek with love
another one starts to form
in the well of my eye
and it slowly slides out
to follow the path
of it’s predecessor
towards my
chin.
It used to be place to relax - to think and to write. Now it is a place to watch the destruction of nature and of homes by an industrial power developer, spray-painted green. WIND TURBINES are not Green, they are not Free and they are not Safe. And the Environmental Evangelists must answer for their complete disregard for human health and safety.
1 comment:
beautiful..........even the way it is set up on the page, it looks like a merging of two teardrops........
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