and unruly like my son's hair
during the lockdown
long enough to curl and tumble
like the mop I love to ruffle
let the grass grow wild
invite bees and butterflies
grasshoppers to flit between
dancing lallang
i dread the end
when this lush paradise
will be
cropped
manicured
uniformly snipped
the wild grass tamed
so no wild flowers can bud
in this staightjacketed greencity
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