You inspire me with love and compassion,
after speaking with you life seems like a distraction.
What is life? is it a thought, a dream or reality of mine,
maybe like a cancer that is always benign.

The thing that we know, the things that we see,
have never failed to amuse or amaze me.
The people I know the friends i see,
are all so different naturally.

The world is so diverse yet always complete,
the good guys, the family, and even the cheat.
Even the bad guys have come into play,
because without them the police have no way.

We all view the world in so many ways,
the trees, the forest, and even the rainy days.
Most see it as bad, yet i see only a jewel,
because from death comes birth and life is so cool.

We take it for granted, and yet we do not care,
from the trees come more life and yet comes despair.
We cut down the trees, and just laugh with ease,
when they are confronted they snidley look away and say "oh please"

You all know this is just a money making sceme,
but then again money is the american dream.
The machines that we build are for destruction and greed,
I cry every day when i see mother nature bleed.

To know what i know is to show that you care,
so plant a tree to create life, go on if you dare.
I recycle the feelings that are given to me,
I channel them thru heaven and they too can see,
That others on earth do care like me.

Like the angels of light, and some demons of despair,
there are creatures not humans who show that they care.