Amidst the highest
Of high rises
The darkest of pavement
The cracks in the road
And where we always go
There is the downtown grass
As green as a bouquet
Rising the spirts
Of the city dwellers
Who get
That mother nature
Is a part of life
No matter where
We go
Unsightly telling
About the future
That we are living through
The times
Have made us tough
And strong
In me and you
But the unsightly telling
Is true
That the truth is hard
To take in sometimes
Was it me
Or you
Who started through
With words
Of ambition
But we both saw through
The guiltless words
That were thrown about
In that moment
Fleeting
Feeling
And could easily
Undo
Teach me
The great empathy
That of which
Does not come
Naturally
So I can morally
Intentionally
Grow to love
And hope
To know
That morality
And basic dignity
Exist
Still
In
Me
It starts with
Acidic thoughts
That run through my brain
Draining
The momentum
Of positive hopes
Dragging me down
To the lowest of slopes
It the acid of the mind
And the acid of the spirit
It takes you to where
Positivity you can’t even
Hear it
The faithful earth
Spins
Even when we rest
For the night
It brings us new light
New earth
So we must adhere to it’s
Advice
To live true to the earth
And its orbits
We will all look back
And see that this time
Was difficult
But our spirits
Regardless of what
Has been lost
Must be endurable
To continue to
Grow
For the next sunrise
We’ll know
In this life
We have a long way to go
Only at the most convenient
Irrelevant
But ideal moment
A polite word
Is said
By one
And refused as it
Left
So bring manners
When the right time occurs
But learn it for good
In all registers
I make my mistakes
Even as I hope to
Make advances
After all
I am just a man
Doing the best
I can
Pickel parcels
Start at the cucumber
Until it becomes
The briny
Little
Pickle
That it is
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