Not over

Battery has long run out

Bones have become brittle,

Joints have worn out

Lungs are gasping for more air.

But fight goes on like a wildfire in

Your backyard, never letting

Your mind off of it, it consumes

Everyday a little bit of your mind.

Look into the soul of those fire.

Those battles hat we must fight

Raising flags and swords,

We dance together in this flame.

4.10.2019

Grass

Wind breezes through hairs of grass
Softly and unhurriedly it caresses
Feeble body of grass so fragile
Feelings overwhelm now while
It lasts. 

Stones, storms, or whatnot is yet to
Come visit, biding their time to 
Strike. Singing their songs of life. 
Should you fear them so much, 
Fear not. 

We will work this out

4.6.2019