I hear
With the cells of my nostrils
And I see
With the same
I see the grass cry
Grass’s shed, tear
What did I do to you but creating sight and giving you air, the pure oxygen as you need?
Grass
Complains
I see
I hear
I am the judge
Jury
Witness
And, the prosecutor
I lift my gavel
Bang
The court has concluded
“Guilty is human of unawareness/selfishness…the exploited grass too, must live and die freely”
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