Fate

Dead lie the leaves of forgotten dreams

On the floor of the forest there

Veins of red, purple and green

Show where once the lifeblood throbbed

Feeding the eyes of the leaves to see the world

As they danced and curled through Spring

Summer and Autumn! What have you done?

Smote them from their clasp to dive and tumble

Down to the earth, down,down,

Into the out-of-focus world below

Through streets, under cars, dust devilled

Into corners by front doors, or just down

To rot among last years weeds

A chorus of green and brown deeds.

Are the humans who rush in their cars

Like leaves? Do they stand fresh and proud 

In the Spring? Do they colour and fade

In the winds and the rains, the sun and the shades,

Do they see the world in focus? Too few.

Clasp hard to what they might have? Some do.

Some want so hard, some never care,

But the end is the same thing everywhere.