Garbage

I see it in the streets and it is garbage.

I see it in the cars and it is garbage.

I see it in the forest and it is garbage.

I see it in the sea and it is garbage.

I see it in the rivers and the streams- and it is garbage.

I see it in the fields and it is garbage.

I see it in the park paths and it is garbage.

I see it in the lakes and it is garbage.

I see it in the schools and churches- and it is garbage.

I see it in the senate-

I see it in the house-

I see it in the state-

and I see it before it sees me.

I see it in my neighbor when they need help leaving the house.

I see it in the free babysitter who is just trying to help someone else.

I see it with the family, the one you were stuck with and the one you chose.

and I see it with a wonderment and fearful woe.

I see it in bravery

I see it in conspiracy-

I see it in things I used to hold dear to me.

and I see it before it sees me.

Do you see it in the senate?

Do you see it in the house?

Do you see it in the state and choose

to be quieter than a mouse?