The manicured lawn is human management, trying to recreate the hanging gardens of Babylon on smaller scale
But every animal but us, knows when they perch on one of it's trees
That she is a woman who hides her naturally given beauty, with all the tools of her purse and bathroom cabinet.
She is gated and defended with a camera to spot suspicious people who may look to enter.
She is no garden of paradise for anyone, except
The people who carry the idea with them
that they are the gods of this earth.
A sickening thought to think.
The child who kicks a soccer ball landing
it onto her turf, may never see his ball again