A tree with no leaves


we can breathe life
Or we can snare death,
We often fall like dominos
One after the next,
What we claim we don’t want
We beg for it with intent,
We reap what we sow
Even if it isn’t by request,
It locks in from our heart
And sneaks out through our chest,
Wilding out in our actions
Showing off to the rest,
Of the world/that we care
Like animosity is zen,
Doing by our own will
Writing on paper with a pen,
A character actor
So lost in his own performance,
Ignoring where the action starts
And where the cut seems to end,
Fool everyone shame on you
fool your self, I don’t get,
The understanding can only be
As cohesive as what we can interpret,
Don’t be like a tree with no leaves
Cause Even death can accumulate debt

  1. Quite like the reference “A character actor So lost in his own performance..” just a perfect description of many folks I’ve known.

  2. Really like this one!!

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