I don’t know if I can change the world

but I try to plant the seed so sweet and pure

my seed buried in the ground

do worms have a sweet tooth

fruit flies may get to it

before it even sprouts

fruit flies decomposed the sweet and pure

dead underneath the dessert heaven

I look up and see a vanilla sky with swirls

looking down I see tumbleweeds blowing in my direction

I said I don’t know if I can change the world

the tree fell in a forest with no one around

silence or sound, is peace a possibility

like was mother nature ever given time to sleep

would even silence stop the environment from being disrupted

how can a world be saved when humans corrupt it

trees everywhere are falling and

forest fires are being started as if hell itself was called in

falling into deathly despair

I’m holding my breath

hoping the ground is prepared

no parachute in my backpack

school didn’t train me not to catnap

with litter everywhere

I said I don’t know if I can change the world

even if I did I may not get the recognition that I deserve

my blood, sweat, and tears like a drop in the ocean

all the watermarks evaporated

my faith clouded into condensed milk

sweetened as an ingredient in any divine pie

experience the land of milk and honey on a blood sugar high

am I tripping

blood thicker than water

only flesh and marrow

out the deep end

I’m still a fish out of water

a miracle I’m alive

I’m the lightning trapped in a bottle

I don’t know if I can change the world

but I plant some poetrees

so a change may come

with words so sweet and pure