[Words: John Brenner]
Yesterday I saw the flowers crying
Mourning for what used to be
And then I touched them with my
mind
And saw they also cried for me
Today I saw the high sun frowning
Saddened by what I have become
No longer able to
unfreeze my heart
Forever frozen until numb
Outside I found the air was dying
Stale and lifeless, short of breath
Poisoned
by my thoughtless needs
To slowly lead us both to death
And all that is green has now been paled
The colors have faded, their
brightness assailed
And, though I wish to make amends
The path of nature now only descends
The lonely creature of the woods
are going
The way of the hopelessly forlorn
Until all that remains is myself, wretched man
Condemned to die before the
morn