Breeze

Try see what the metaphor is!

The breeze

Wraps around the home.

Bringing with it

All that it can give

 

I sleep

Letting dreams

Seep with in.

The faint scent of apples

awoken me.

 

I sit waiting for time to end.

Until then  I watch the world pass

With a hurried pace.

I’ve seen it all.

 

I’ve seen love,

Kindness,

Hate,

Wars,

But never so much indifference.  

 

Mothers leaving her children to starve!

Friends stabbing forgetting them in time of end!

Starving families with no hope!

Suicide by the dozens!

Does any one care?

 

People gaze at me,

And call me a wonder of nature.

My trunk, roots and leaves

And roots have been here

For centuries.

But they never listen to me.

 

Stories to tell.

Frights to behold.

Be still.

And you might see what I see.

Author's Note

Sorry if you don't understand.