pale
          petals
                 falling
             down

into
            the factories
                 of the towns

the petals
sweat, the
small ones
swoon

in the
sweltering          
month          
of June

petals
here today,
gone too soon

these
flowers will not
release their seed

ice fingers
touch them
and they bleed.

under tyranny
they groan - evil
works small
bodies
to the bone.

mutilated
maimed and
worse

pale, scarcely living
with this curse.

little babies
scarcely six

behind walls
of grey-green brick

cutting fabric
making toyz
for all first world
girlz and boyz.

you can purchase
on the floors
of many touted
Big-Box stores.

You know the ones,
boyz and girls!

We welcome you to

WALLY-WORLD!!.