Life is but a
Dream,
It\'s a need long
Forgotten,
Where God\'s creatures
We\'re once our friends,
Unknown by man\'s
Machines
Who know nothing
Of speech,
By mother nature\'s
Flowers
Withering away in
Our grasp
Before we can even save
A single petal,
It\'s merely a fantasy
That\'s why it is so gritty.