Roaming through desert trails, enjoying it's landscapes, touching
cacti and their needles while passing by, wanting to have feel-
ings come to mind through senses.
Walking along, watching rabbits, prairie dogs, snakes and scorpions
running free with no one to bother them, no evil standing about to
deter or harm them.
Unlike our world, being in the cities among other people at times
being pick-pocketed, robbed, shot or stabbed, what a difference be-
tween nature and humanity.
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Add a comment.i like the poem,nice what a difference between humanity and nature...