Unrest

There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

The trouble with the maples
(And they’re quite convinced they’re right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can’t help their feelings
If they like the way they’re made
And they wonder why the maples
Can’t be happy in their shade

There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream ‘Oppression!’
And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
‘The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light’
Now there’s no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw

-The Rush

Hey, that’s just life, it’ll never cease

She’s just flesh and her blood’s just mud
Damnation’s now just a glimmer on her face
Her soul’s a leaf from the tree of life
Is that a smile lurking somewhere beyond her face?

She’s a leaf from up in the tree
Hey, that’s just life, it’ll never cease
Down below withered leaves rove
But up the branches new buds grow

That’s our plight in the tree of life
We all plummet when we all die
Deadly winds rage in the bleak sky
Coldly hunting just you and I

Photo of the Week: Forgotten

Then with the eyes tightly shut looking thought the rust and rotten dust
A spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again