On the rainforest floor
Richly green and always moist
It is not life which is persistent
Must be tenacious
Bold
Resourceful
Richly green and always moist
It is not life which is persistent
Must be tenacious
Bold
Resourceful
Which put us on our feet,
So our grasp could reach higher,
If we could live a fairy tale
With spells, I would acquire
For you the gold that glitters
Our true love would inspire
We were six
Now we are five
I just need something…
Something to focus on
Something other than what was
Now, you can call that irony, or juxtaposition, and maybe the person who painted it there was thinking that way too.
But…
Or iron
Yes, even better
Be made of iron
Iron ages
Rusts
Like the lines etched
In an old man’s face