Wednesday, 24 August 2022

Living in the forest , again

 It is with complete , merciless impunity 

that all your thick concrete immunity 

will be pierced , perforated  and infiltered 

Every day ,your abode invaded 


Ants will bore holes 

Into rusting iron poles 

Concrete walls and roofs 

There are no forest proofs 


Nature comes silently 

creeps in slealthily 

while you slept 

last rain soaked night 


A pink tree amphibian 

You'd never before  seen , 

Nor will  again ever possibly 

darts quite simply,  nimbly 


Up  slippery, sanitised  tiled walls 

Spray pesticides , keep moth balls 

Army of ants will

march on still 


Termites grow in snaky flocks 

on  limestone painted panels 

Varnished woodwork , 

chemical soaked flannels 


Fungal patches , musty odors  

penetrate 

Your precious uniforms /attires 

insensate 


You must remember 

who belongs here 

Not you but they 

snakes , rats , fungi 


You are trespassing 

into their homes 

chopping trees , spraying 

poisonous fumes 


They are just claiming 

what was theirs , drums beating 

marching , they are coming 

you just need a pair of ears 

to hear . 


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