Litter
by Amara Malik
Summer dreams
Summer dreams
Sunset red
Hear the birds sing
Traffic jams
Piles of spam
Litter the streets
Watch the flowers
Bloom from mere buds
Amongst the filth of
Humans.
Look at the
Dried winter fields
The brown twigs
And weeds
The layers of winter snow
Or wet, spring mud
Contain the wrapper
Of your morning lunch
And midnight snack
Or the box of your
Brand new designer watch
Notice the plastic bag
Looping through
The branches
Swinging and flying
From one tree to the next
The dead, the unbreakable
Capturing fragile life.