With Limping Limbs. And Drooping Leaves Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Upon its first sighting,
As a possible defect.
A protection immediately instigated,
Should have gone into effect.
With a nipping of this in the bud.
At a minimal regret.
And such steps taken...
Would have warranted a growth,
All participating would have accepted.

But too many pretending,
What was taking place...
Did not affect.
And today...
What has been inspected,
Is a contamination...
Of the entire tree.
With limping limbs.
And drooping leaves.