Pestilence

The fear of death
Returned us to mother Earth
For ‘undosed’ herbs
And alloyed dirt

Where trees are striped
And murmur in nakedness;
The agony of denudation
As we seek panacea
From mother nature
Against the onus of this newfangled pestilence
That bereave us of oomph


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