An individual has not started living
until he can rise above the narrow
confines of his individualistic concerns
to the broader concerns of all humanity.
– Martin Luther King, Jr.
In a garden in suburbia
a man puts a fence around
his garden, he likes to sit
in his garden and watch
the wheels turning on the
his garden is roughly square
next door’s garden is an oblong.
all the gardens in the street
are different shapes, different
things happen in each garden.
a new family have moved in
they are different too, they knock
down all fences and take over other
people’s gardens, ruining the street.
the police stop responding to
your calls as they have more
important things to do.
the nice single parent from two doors
down has asked if she can pitch a tent
on your lawn and you agree to…
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