It took time to organize the camera
The plant shook and rose like an angry veteran
climbing out of his dinky wheel chair
or slowly raising his walking frame
Trembling in compounded fury
at what the world had become
Values that now forged slim consensus
Polarities and their tribes vying for space
Roots were exposed over the soil
They ran like a thick frown
Over the surface of his face
spelling the word dismay somehow
Lividity surging rare emotion in the veteran
Suddenly tiny spikey hairs were exposed on the leaves
outraged by fringe ideas and childish behaviour
Apathy drunk and pissed out by the gallon
The little starry yellow flowers that appeared
Like medals on the veteran's proud chest
Bulbed into fat red indignation
Thus producing fruit of his wrath
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