Dc And Our City Poem by O Anna Niemus

Our city and many others have many streets with potholes
unfilled... instead they send metallic brushed
streetsweepers to scrape the backs of
tiny ants and crush samaras. Instead,
they send out personnel to enforce
unconstitutional mowing ordinances,
and spend the taxes stolen from the poor
to spray poisonous insecticides which
give people cancer, kill God's little
creatures, and make hemlock poisons out
of our water.



(samara: maple seedling)