Green Grass Sceptres Poem by Saiom Shriver

Green Grass Sceptres



Little green grass
cathedral spires
Mother Earth's sceptres
mowed down by order of
antihealth inspectors..
Like soldiers they died...
Their souls went to God...
left behind are their spectres.

Friday, May 11, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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