The pathway towards two leafless trees,
I walked casually stepping onto some occasional mud,
The field to my right are of student statues,
observing their surroundings,
just as I was.

The pathway ended,
Two empty trees shaded me like a pair of poles,
It shaded me from the warmth of the sun and all that's left is the cold.

Divided by a flimsy fence,
cars zoomed by leaving a stench of smoke,
The birds however continued to sing.