The New Green
it gets yellow
out there in the white sun.
it gets isolated
between the cracks in the sidewalk.
they ram into buildings
trying to fly through themselves.
it only gets blacker
setting at the top of high buildings.
we only get sicker
the more we forget we're animals still
(and we are, you know
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on. ~ Robert Frost