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byazhigh [2010-02-06 03:22:17 +0000 UTC]

Concrete blocks and concrete streets,
concrete thoughts and concrete dreams
As I walk alone at night,
thinking wrong and thinking right

I see something shinning deep
On that road, right down that street
I run twoards it, it's a tree
I look up, amazed i see,

All its leafs staring and crying,
struggling noisly,slowly dying.
And a voice then, whisperes low
"Oh, dear human, please don't go!"

Hear the pain whitin its cry
"How much left before i die?"
"I'm ashamed, and hurt and sad;
nothing more than human hand,

Man is bulit just to destroy
all this beauty filled with joy.
What is truly nature now,
it's what's left under your crown"

"I see my death, it's building quick
out of cement,stone or brick.
It's time for me to leave this sight;
Farewell,dear human,and good night!"

I turned away, choked by despair,
In hurry left that city square;
For with disgrace I look at me,
I couldn't save that helpless tree.

A concrete world by me

asta mi-a inspirat mie poza asta

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