Mad-Made Ruts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mad-Made Ruts



Quads and ATV's, scratching and ruining beautiful
mountains, with their owners riding roughshod over
desert plants and cacti.
Never looking back, marring once majestic mountains
with their lousy tire tracks.
Creating ruts for everyone to see from their seats
as they travel on the highway in their cars.

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