DIRT

The rabbits
were in the fields
eating clover
then they look over
their shoulders'
and see
the trucks
loading up Dirt
from the burrows
of their
Fathers
when will 
we decide
it's too much
Dirt
to displace
from this
sacred place
so they eat their
tasty morsels
of polluted grass
and round up
the survivors
for the 
funeral mass