“ The Vulture ” ~ man’s undertaker ~

 

I am the vulture,

Who seeks to feed

On what man leaves,

Now more than ever

In generous measures

Of munificent waste,

In varied assortments

For every bird’s taste,

Repugnantly vile

In voluminous piles,

Blended with progress

Of contaminate state,

Not to mention man left

All but breathable air,

And nigh potable water,

Once too pure and fresh!

 

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