The grass is green
And blue is the sky
The air is clean
And the clouds sail by

Far up in the Tallest tree
The birds sing Jolly and free

The children are running
In the meadows and play
It truly is a beautiful day

Our hearts are warm
And free from fear
That's how we know
Summer is here

If I died would you care? Or would my name just disappear. Would you think about me as I rot? Under ground covered in rocks. If you knew me before I was dead, would I just be another memory in your head? A mention of me would be nothing but a wisp in the air. Because deep down inside, nobody really cares.

I am not a warrior
Who could impress you
With the way he plays
With his swords
And sheds blood.
Or with the throne
He sits on
With majesty.

I am not a billionaire
To win you with
The shining diamonds
And the yellow hue
Of the gold
And big cars.

I am a poet
I'll win you
With my words
With my delicate verses.

You'll dance to my verses
And then in ecstasy
Would they rise
Above and above
Till the fetters dissolve
And the letters fall
On you like petals
From the sky so empty
Into the world so dull
You the chosen one.

I will present to you
The garlands and necklaces
Made out of words
Carefully picked
Delicately pierced
Tied with the string
Of my passion.

The swords will break
The diamonds will whither
But lo my verses for you
Will remain after we die.

Warriors have fallen
Short of glory
The billionaires
Have the same story.
I won't claim mine
That which I deserve
But you'll give me that
My due my glory I deserve
By inspiring a few more verses
By listening to them
As I recite them to you
As they rise in ecstasy
Of being heard by my love
And the fetters dissolve
And the letters fall
Like the petals
From the sky so empty
Into the world so dull
On my grave.

Cracks appear.
Slow hacks
Tears apart
Thin veneer,
Until heart
Broken down
Into pieces
Of peace.
Dusty crumbs
Leaving you
Numbly rusting.
Never trusting
The beating
Within chest
Ever again.