adherence to the border you established,
safe in the confines of the walls around,
concrete and still built up as defence,
for the city where nothing happens – to the ignorant.

disappearance in the wilderness,
nature acts as a museum,
a testament to the untouched,
to the innocence we longed for.

urban development in a rural scene,
exports that import,
the next big thing,
closer to you, to me.

when the oxygen goes,
the carbon will suffocate,
our eyes will gloss over,
the sky turns grey – the mountain lives, looking onward.


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