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Spadina Literary Review  —  edition 14 page 04

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Dooms Day Clock

by Gregg Dotoli

sow that seed
we pawned paradise
like a sick species
destroying our life line
for comfort and meaningless goods
sow that seed
Mother Nature's gifts
crushed like cigarettes
on hot asphalt
sow that seed
senseless brutal mankind
we can't make life
a 747 jet
or nuke
a ranging Nepalese snow leopard
never
sow that seed