A Portrait Of Ugliness

When I look around me
I don't see no
barnyard full of joy
no fields of dreams no baskets of laughter
no streams
running so smooth
but I see
the clogged waterways
the potholes
the cracked streets
the crowded roadways
trash cans full of garbage
loneliness unhappiness
in many places
explosive and destructive
motives
angry storms
rage all about us
mountains once strong
now crumbling down
before us
oceans too full of themselves
now overflowing
nature like a monster on rampage
viciously attacking us!