Dwight Worker – Rotting Orange
On the flight I take out an orange
A brown spot covers part of it
I cut it out and try to eat it
but the orange is rotten to the core
Later the plane flies over my childhood home
where once we played in fields and woods
there are now suburbs and malls and highways
The brown spot spreading from the city
I want to cut it all out–
but I too am part of it….
September-October 2006 Earth First!
Date: September 20, 2011
Categories: Dwight Worker