Pale eyes gaze at the dim light
heavy tired breath, exhaling those long Years lived chasing the green light
Some fair some unfair struggles
crawling their way, through the blank gaze
The starting of the race line
seeming a little too yesterday
Thought all would go fair when the whistle blew
"Ready get set go" eyes captured the bright light
Where did the rules get a bit hazy
the green light dim, the path a little dizzy
Far beyond the hills sun sparkles its shine
Every walk since then has been a little too timed
Strangers pushing and pulling a long chased hope
passing time in this always unfamiliar world
Reckless or routined days, every bright eye
through years becomes a little too timid and shy
Every eye that chased the "Green Light"
gets buried becoming a martyr of death in the fight......
This bizarre plant needs to be protected for our good
