HERE TODAY, GONE TOMORROW

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

The player is tired
Tired of its sparring partners
Tired of its natural habitat
And that`s where the environment comes in
Think of the ozone layer
The shrinking waters
And the encroaching desert.
Does not that bother you?
Then nothing will
Until you droop and wither
Like the flowers in the queen`s orchard.

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