Lady Sight

When you see the sky
you do not ask for why?
You see the birds fly by
not swarms of insects die!

The pleasantries you point at
are there to catch the eye
but through by haughty bias
I refuse to see their lie!

I reflect on the deaths
the blistering sun inflicts
You reach out and prove the breaths
of life’s recycling instincts.

From your love for life you show
how to see the real reality
when I pass the dying fields now –
I too feel their creativity…

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