wasteland

ignored red flags

it was silly of me, to plant in such a barren field
ignoring all the rot and muck
overlooking the pests, as they ran and squealed

wasted years, and so much effort
trying to get that field to grow
it hardly matters what you sow
when you start, with such a fallow desert

leave it behind!
this arid land, with all its strife
put your face to the sun
a stiff wind at your back
now run, run!
run, for your life.