A SHINY BEETLE IN THE SANDBOX

Ron Hatsor

Radioactive and Poisonous

Is what we thought of you

construction was ceased at once

Trucks and JCBs abandoned

and the dollhouse, was overcrowded

with the surge of frightened children

You were harmless, I was later advised

yet with such offensive colors

What were you thinking?

one day,

one vigilant kid

ran you over with a Steamroller

It wasn't his, though

I was playing with it before

I was waiting, for my parents

when I realized

You were still lying there

Smashed.