Lotus

The sky is falling 

Please look up

The sky is falling

I don’t know how you can’t see it

Wait

Yes I do

You don’t want to

You choose ignorance

And stagnant water

Over knowledge

If you can't do it for yourself

Then do it for her

Do it for the girl

With big ideas

And even bigger dreams

The girl who would try to count the stars

But then sigh and say there was a lot

The trees talk,

you know?

They talk and if you listened

you would know,

they whisper

like kindergarteners

who can't stand straight in lines

but they can jump straight

They say 

America was raised 

By our founding fathers 

And I'm sure it was 

But what about it's mothers 

Tell me, am I not the only one who is sick of these damn old men deciding what women are going to do with their bodies?