Uneasiness

Building works were all around us

rubble everywhere

plants were being pulled up

heightening, my despair

my master and mistress

I hadn’t seen a while

the joy that they had left with me

was kind of out of style

the house was dark

and dismal

Now  a noisy wreck

windows out scaffolding up

i was there to check

yesterday it happened

the digger at  my feet

weeping i was weeping

no more was i discreet

the pain  was something awful

a birch a weeping form

i was getting battered

it was an unholy storm

crushed and cracked

and bashed I was

into smithereens

mud and clods were everywhere

attacked by the machines

and so I lie lamenting

rubble everywhere

grief and sadness scattered

Its a bed of pain I share

dying in the hot sun

hearing the lasting cries

the persecuted Daffodils

the  comfortless of lies

told to us regrettably

whats to become of us all

everywhere ,a bombsite

and so many tears they fall

a symmetry  of uglinessm

is all thats left to see

distortion and disfigurement

an unshapliness there be

ravaged and unseemly

its hatd to comprehend

why this desolation

where is our lovely friend

she went off  in an ambulance

but we do not know to where

may be she has moved away

and the new people

Just don’t care.