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The Sad Field

Poetry By: The Subterranean

A poem about a field littered with trash and it's deep sadness in it.

Submitted:Mar 21, 2013    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The Sad Field

The Subterranean

I gaze upon the open field

but to my demise

It's littered with trash, it's fate is sealed

it's horror to my eyes

a cry of anguish escapes from me

the trash duitfully thrown around

It's unbearable to see

I pick up a greasy bag I found

It makes not a dent in all the trash

and how can the one that put it there

be so horribly rash


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