Thirty Acres
Thirty acres in the middle of the city
Pavement closing in on every side
Cattle grazing lazily
While I’m stuck in traffic.
How lucky you are
To be an island of green
Amidst an ocean of grey.
– Vagabond Prophet
Original Poetry about anything and everything.
Thirty acres in the middle of the city
Pavement closing in on every side
Cattle grazing lazily
While I’m stuck in traffic.
How lucky you are
To be an island of green
Amidst an ocean of grey.
– Vagabond Prophet