La Tristeza de la Naturaleza

The world is as empty as me

I feel nothing in our Mother’s breeze

Thought I heard something in the rustled leaves

But all in all, it was just moving trees

Am I sick or am I sane?

As I see naked branches as my veins

Nature should be my minds great escape

But all I see are decaying animals who feel the same

A carcass, a stump

Brittle remains of love

How do we find our reason in the brush

If it’s so thick and full of flesh eating bugs?

I’m tired of waiting for trust

Survival of the fittest wasn’t made for us

I am a deer fleeing from what’s dangerous

Just to run right in to a worker’s truck

He’ll come out, angry because he was in a rush

My twitching body on the concrete in painted blood

I hear the “cl-cluck” of his weapon, but I’m not scared

If my life was just a lesson

That’s enough, I’m prepared

*BOOM*

The birds fly from where they were resting, unaware

They will find some place else for nesting...

Even in death,

No one will care