JayJay

Imagine you are a grandma, whose favorite hat is an intricate straw number, passed down from her grandma, and crafted with loving hands by her great aunt, it makes her feel beautiful and young again, always putting a smile on her face.

The distance you put between us is beyond seen,

can't believe the length I've went just to get you to want me.

Now all you do is haunt my dreams,

making my thoughts slowly bleed,

When I am no longer myself  
And you are no longer yourself  
Will we meet again?  

Oh Earth, in your embrace we thrive,
Your soil, your sky, keep us alive.
You gift us trees and rivers wide,
With oceans deep and mountains high.

Our eyes set upon wealth—

We count our dollar bills;

our materialistic skills. 

We avert our eyes from health, 

“Aging” backwards, 

We'll march with cardboard signs

rainbow letters pretend

that we're happier than we are 

because we understand

the depth of this hole we've dug ourselves

into

the fire we've fed