Poor Rabbit in Wrong Habitat

Wildlife are struggling among the human infrastructures

By Seema PatelPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Rabbit @Seema

Autumn dusk hour,

We see a cottontail rabbit,

Emerging from the boxwood thickets,

To nibble on the neighbor’s lawn.

I ask my kid daughter,

Do you think it’s good or bad?

Is he happy or sad?

She echoes what I felt.

Pesticide-sprayed lawn,

Concrete driveway and sidewalk,

Asphalt streets lined with SUVs,

No business wildlife being there.

The vehicles are like monsters,

Capable of mangling the rabbit

He should be in a lush meadow,

With wildflowers and tubers galore.

He should live in a warren

With his family and fluffle,

Underneath a manzanita bush,

Eating clovers and dandelions.

Note: This poem was originally published in Medium.

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