Green grass, and a gray sky.
Bare trees, and a bright sun.
Rough waters on a cold day.
I hear the man who doesn’t speak.
Tall buildings, from destruction
Of property.
Car exhaust and cancer.
Capitalism and death.
I am the man who cannot speak.
Beauty and love
Love and loneliness
Beauty and sorrow
Life and letting go
I am the man…
very powerful words here..i enjoyed the read my friend
~Pandora