The streams all drain
Into the lake
Here at the shore
Is where we trade
Under the trees
That offer shade
During the heat of day
The tributaries
Aggregate
Night awaits
The milkweed
And the wind embrace
The governors
Negotiate
The wind slips through
The silent gate
The clover
And the Queen Anne's lace
The animals
All stay away
The noisy place
Is too unsafe
Both
Insist they will
Not meet halfway
To be at war
With DNA
And still we hope and hope again
The forest floor dark in the day
Cooperate cooperate