They say that pain
Is never in vain
But I frankly have to disagree
I saw a boy
Falling from a tree
But it wasn't his fault
He was chased
Like a refugee
So he jumped
Into a sea of leaves
And innocent daisies
They were hiding stinging nettles
And like the Trojan Horse
They raided him
Flora's little stingrays
With a mind as sharp as a thousand needles
Quarter-inch swords stuck in his skin
Translucent, but not invisible
A deceitful marvel
And what about my neighbor?
He's barely fifty
But the lump in his chest is the size of a pear
A deadly fruit growing inside his body
He never asked to be the farmer
And he never wanted to serve as a field
A billion white soldiers
Fighting for their king
Hoping for support in the morning
As the death roll rises
You can see it in his eyes
He doesn't deny it
He will not survive it
The man's going to die
The lady around the corner
Used to be a mother
But she was robbed of her giggling bundle
And the thief can never be caught
As I pass by her window
I can hear her cry
Her screams are grisly hollow
Just like her sinking eyes
They send shivers down my spine
And scratch my bone marrow
So don't tell me
Pain is never in vain
We always look for the guilty
But sometimes there is no one to blame.
- 08.08.22
