A work of art is not shown here,
yard created by queen of despair.
She rules the insane in great capacity.
Fearful as it were, her tenacity.
Children make fun at her expense,
not looking beyond the tattered fence.
What turmoil has befallen this lady.
A cruel offense created her insanity.
She harbors, confused emotions true.
A yard full of things old and new.
30 cats,6 dogs an elk or two,
no, no, this is not the Calgary zoo.
Her mind filled with constant array,
yard disheveled in loud display.
She defends her right to live this way.
A big ya-hoo, a loud hoo-ray.
The city appears, with disbelief,
while neighbors peek, across the street.
An order is written, tear it down.
Poor lady wears a hurtful frown.
She obeyed the city’s rule,
though she thought it very cruel.
Now she harbors thoughts of hate.
Soon she will build a brand new gate.
Melvina Germain
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/376-turbulent-crippled-emotions-part-one/
