This Dystopia

This dystopia. This concrete jungle. Where bird plumage is coloured By plumes of smoke, That choke, The life, Displaced. Birdsong carried on the wind Who's songs have become a scream To reach above the crashing roar Of mechanical monsters That pierce and ream Until plate seams Buckle Shifting gears Hustle The web of ideas, Mycelium networks, Breaking down the detritus Caused by pain, fear and distrust. In learning and understanding We grow. Transform Those seeds Through nurturing Where empathy blooms until that Distant utopia... Seems closer

Photographed 2011. Fujifilm FinePixF480 Poem Written 2020. Combined 2021.

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