Keepsakes

Plants of Tomorrow

They plant seeds of visions in our minds

They want our stems to cultivate in time

But our roots must withstand the greatest tides

And our leaves must know, to wither is a crime

They want our trunks to be thick and strong

But they shame the tree barks that come along

The cracks and dust, they try to peel

Until finally, we can no more feel

They say we're plants of tomorrow

And that we're planted to cure their sorrow

But when we get too much,

They impair us so we can use a crutch

When we get in their ways, they block a concrete road

And tell us it's for nothing but the best

The seedlings they once planted were one by one being towed

For they hate it when they get pressed

They keep on saying they're ahead of us,

They're on their way home while we're still "just getting started"

But this path of ours is different from what they pass

It's the path we built for all the lionhearted

So go on now, little plant

Let your voice be heard like a chant

Know that to grow on your own terms is free

Don't mind the whispers of the dying trees

x,

Harmony

092220, 9:33 pm