Tuesday, November 1, 2011

P.S.A.

I'll traverse all the barriers
And deploy every trick
Tune my emotions
To hear your heart tick
I'll meet other faces
And learn all the skills
Then fill your cup up
As everything spills
To live is to suffer
I guess that's a fact
Impulsive reactions
Patience, we lack
No matter the noise
That distracts your sadness
I'll create them for you
Amidst all the madness
Organic scenes
With the strangest behaviors
Living together
In a state of disfavor
Footprints embed
The green of her skin
Like cancer, we are
Original sin
Clouds start to gather
And feast on her
Sun shines through
With the heaviest stare
She'll shake us off
Like we're the invader
Mechanical scenes
Don't leave room for nature