For spring’s here at last!
It’s all about people
under the red sunlight.
Like ants, like ants.
It’s a summer night.
Trees decked with orange.
Orange, yellow, red, brown.
Brown accompanied by autumn rain.
Drops drizzle and drip drop down.
Snow comes rolling down.
It’s seven and pitch black.
Close curtains, and exit life.
Alas, winter is back.
Collapsing flat on the ground,
thus learning how to crawl.
Getting beaten all around,
thus learning how to brawl.
If you’ve drowned in the sea,
you know how to swim.
If you’re blind and can’t see,
you know how to dream.
Taking the rocks and stones,
thus learning how to feel.
Breaking all my bones,
thus learning how to heal.
If you’re lost or trapped inside,
you’ll learn to fly high above.
If you’re hurt and left behind,
you’ll learn to give and love.
I am a silky cocoon,
Hanging by a thread.
I will tear of of my silky skin soon,
Fly to the the sky… or the moon instead.
I am a thick coat made to resist cold winters.
I am a tin roof manufactured to withstand rain.
I am a sturdy house built to survive earthquakes and thunderstorms.
But I wear out, bit by bit.
And I can’t take more shit.
How foolish of you to live like youth’ll last forever.
How foolish of you to live like life’ll last forever.
How foolish of you to live like I’ll last forever.
Be gentle, tender and cautious.