the leaves have all become broken
arthritis ridden, angst and hidden
and fallen like some meaningless star
as it streaks across the sky
what strikes me is how lonesome they seem
how misunderstood they feel as if no one knows
I realize how incredible it grows
as I watch them live and die
before my eyes
but still I question and long
for the ultimate knowledge as to why
and so they continue to crumble
as I think these intimate thoughts
strangling for belief as I watch one leaf
swollen and torn and ready
land and die amongst the grass
see, everyone condemns a path of followers
those who hope to attain as much and be forgiven
for the sins it took to gain such insight
and though most swallow a pill and damage their will
think not of the sorrow for who knows tomorrow
just minds that think it’s so
so let it go
until the time you’re told to end
and then look back into your days
and the moment you first found a friend
. . .and then begin
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