walking home from work
cars speeding past,
warehouse bulk shoppers
residents of ultra-normal/ultra-weird suburbia.
i picked these flowers on the side of the road,
living things that have survived the townhouses, shopping complexes and thoroughfare
of commercialism - the next worst thing after industrialization.
this was once a valley of flora and fauna
(at witching hour the guinea fowl come out like ghosts of a lost time)
it breaks my heart that those with the money are the same one's who have the least respect for this world,
and yet bash their fists against sacred books to justify their horrendous actions.
it breaks my heart that more and more i associate religion with hypocrisy.
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