Wind blows
a leaf grows...
and then goes very slow..
as the hurricane becomes...
every one wishing for something to be done..
all unloved wishing to be loved..
all loved tired of being shoved..
so many who don't realize how important it is...
to be loved..
even though it keeps us hostage..
on both manners and ways..
unloved..not willing to do nothing
and loved tired of being suppressed and
willing to see how it is to be depressed..
so many people dead...
and others crying for who left
like if they weren't there..
that hurricane comes...
the hour unknown..
unknown explosion..
unknown times..
the hurricane comes
with tears of the moon
winds of unsettled tranquility..
and times of selfish and thankful gaze..
another leaf grows.. but not willing to let go..
it still attached waiting to find hope..
here it comes destroying homes..
life's
and peace..
but there is the leaf
green and hopefull
of staying in that branch
the hurricane is done
and now all feel better
that its gone for ever
no more hatefully times..
all peace is cryed...
some people fine
other still hoping not to die..
this world is not steady
but there was always a leaf
that wouldn't let go and stayed attached
even though the hurricane wasn't exactly brief...
but it wouldn't give..
no matter what it did
it couldnt unattach that leaf...
