Society ***** Scavenger - Feeding Philantropist Poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan

living in city proper, one should not miss the sched truck garbage
collector, otherwise, stench cover up all over your home

You don't just burn it
with invented bon fire
ignited by crude oil and used tires
at your open yard like what
you did at remote barrio field

you can't simply throw it
all out into the nearby brook
floating with carcass
fastfood wrappers, tear down
grocery plastics, empty cans
used sachet items

you can't dig 6 ft. hole
to dump all non-biodegradable
mattters and eco- waste
and count million of years
for decomposition processing

no, don't try to put it
secretly by night on another
trashcan and dirty sacks
by another ownership and
expect dumb war and conflict
if you break this unwritten rules
that mostly happen in urban neighborhood
and end up in band- to- keep- the- peace
court settlement

yes, believe me that here in
city proper where square-footed
forlorn space privacy is quite closer
so don't ever miss to treasure
momentarily your rottened waste
your decomposing personal garbage
even your hidden human excrements
and don't ever miss to log on
on your delay hectic sched ledger notes
the huge dump truck colllection time
in sweeping all your domestic mess
that need not be taken for granted

thus occassionally your voluntary
philantropic servitude is of great help
for those stink scavengers with
glutonous empty stomach
waiting patiently all your golden mess
for their heavy feasted meal
like voracious worms celebrating
party-feeding session in a
fertile dump soil