Thursday, September 10, 2015

Roots

 
Don't know how
Don't know when
One day
I became a gardener...



I was sitting somewhere in the mountains
High on top of the world
When the earth shook
And shook again
 
 
 I saw the best and the worth
Humanity oh dear
How beautiful you can smile
How terrible you can be
 
 
The lies, the love and the profits
They all want to save the world
Fashion has a name
Compassion some call it
 
 
So I went to the garden
And I put my hands into the dirt
Deep inside I went
A tangle of roots I found...

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