nature will look after itself

years back he had reason

to smile

with his black beret

pinned on memories in tin

he lived on

then he met the owners of

a gallery

where his help was of


life embedded in the taste

of nourishing pickings

until his friend disappeared

to lands in the north

and shops were locked-up

loss of income all around

joie du vivre dimmed its


darkness pushed its angels

of attack

aggression turned its other


nobody saw before

but even in the harshest


a flower would grow

between rocky outcrops

inspiring the poet for hope

nature will look after itself

and man?



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