Wichita Walkway

 

Wichita Walkway

 

See the greenspaces collect their trash,

A convenience unlooked for!

Hidden beneath the arbor,

One merely lets go,

What could be easier?

See the Styrofoam cups flower!

Such a Quik Trip from the hand to the ground.

See the plastic bags wander!

Blown on the breezes as leaves

From the trees they would smother.

See the pop cans sparkle!

Crushed underfoot by the manly.

What exquisite reminders of carelessness.

How the squirrels must envy our crafts!

Perhaps they will nest

In the discarded clothing items, yes?

Perhaps the cardboard containers

Were just what they needed.

How fortunate is Nature,

That we trash her freely,

So that small creatures

May make use of our poisons,

Our detritus,

Our ignorance.

Perhaps if there were more walkways,

We could stop recycling altogether!

What a bright future is ours!

 

Cliff Lake 12/10/2024

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