Construction X....Terza Rima Sonnet
I have been witness to barbaric rites;
in my own street, right opposite my room,
earth's tender belly- ravished by brute bites.
Her bowels were laid bare, removed her womb,
machinery was digging out each root;
Peace gentle reign gave up, replaced by doom.
Defenceless earth, though trodden on, stayed mute
while deep inside her metal walls were raised;
pneumatic drills drove out bird-song's salute.
A huge black hole was dug where once green blazed,
was filled with concrete poles and thin black lines;
to build new housing, trees and fields were razed.
Men wearing yellow coats were shouting hard,
They didn't care about the earth thus scarred.
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