Desert Distress

A Saguaro was killed in the street today, I wept as each car ran it over Poor thing it didn’t get to see a hundred A flower never bloomed on its green spiked scalp. I saw the construction workers kill a Palo Verde, They should be arrested for his suffering the murder of a defenseless tree. The Cactus Wrens, tarantulas, scorpions, and rattlesnakes Were evicted sometime last week. People forced them to find new homes So they can build a Starbucks. Yesterday I heard the sobs of the desert floor His back hurts from brutality the hot asphalt burned him while he slept He asked, “Will they ever realize my agony?” I told him, “Hopefully, in time."