Mow it down!
Demolish it, nary time to pause.
No respect for history or seeds long sown.
Ravaged and destroyed without just cause.
Ancient homesteads razed
By the modern glazed.
Centuries… history dishonoured.
Nought but memories for some,
As their time too, comes.
Old, farmed out to pasture,
Dementia and age to wage.
Fare thee well to stalwart hearts.
Again, history lost.
Nature vanquished for a concrete jungle,
Majestic jacarandas butchered to rooted chunks.
Once fragrant blooms, dead and crushed.
None for shade, posterity nor beauty.
Relics no more?
Much ado about nothing?
Much ado about Something!
Rant, rage against the lack of duty.
To preserve, fight the good fight
With all our might.
If not us, then who?
If not now, then when?
Kavitha Ramlal, July 2018