Greenery And Me

The consoled warmness-feeling my body,

In the forlorn mess it became my hobby,

When I give up my soul onto your chest,

My lord's Earth was eventually so blessed,

When the greenery of its tingled me,

And how I wiped my tears of glee,

I saw the clouds marking me in a heart,

I saw the grass tearing the untold stories apart,

I didn't smile, or make a move,

When I saw the so called humans and a groove,

They buried me with curses and vibes of glowers,

I was already torn when I saw wither flowers,

I screeched from a voiceless mouth,

To get burnt I accept and I will not shout,

For the day I saw more deaths than me,

The obscured death of my greenery and me.