WEB SIGHT
Killed those pests; I saw the trees
Grow strong and sturdy; then I sawed the trees,
Made windows and saw the jungles through them,
Concrete jungles.
I managed to provide everything inside my room,
Cool breeze with air-conditioners;
The transom’s pliated glass diffracted
The sun’s rays and produced even rainbow on my table;
The center of that rainbow was a bit wan
And shivered when I switched on the fan.
I saw the insects that spoiled the trees,
A nidus, the work of an arachnid’s spinneret
The unstoppable nature’s intruder.
