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Saturday, April 9, 2016

Just Trees




Just Trees

In all the years I’ve grown
All the years I’ve stood
withering

The wind and sun break bold
The breath of night is cold
slaying

What a place to be a tree
stuck as being
Here amongst all those alive
Many views they’re seeing

We’re all just dying

It doesn’t matter now
All my leaves are gone
They’ve all fallen down

I’m just one of all
No distinction here
It doesn’t matter when I’m gone

What others just can shake
I keep as pain that keeps
chopping

And no decisive being
Just a forest fool
frenzy

What a place to be a tree
stuck as being
Here amongst all those alive
Many views they’re seeing

We’re all just dying out


Here's Looking Jeeraphs


Friday, April 1, 2016