A Pause, For Thought

[refisher]

Once, I watched a tree collapse;
It was on a sunny day in April.
No wind storms or nimbus clouds,
No light breeze   Just the sky at a standstill.

It struck me as ironic.
Something so sturdy could fall at its waist,
And in the wake of its crash,
Debris had scattered and was blown away.

Once, I saw an airplane roll
Instead of soaring in the air, it fell.
No wind storms or nimbus clouds,
No engine trouble or faulty pilots.

It struck me as ironic.
Something so aerodynamic cou'n't fly
And amongst the plane's wreckage,
A fire ran rampant as the skies cried

A brave, little boy without any luck
This cruel world chews him all up.
A grown, lonely man with a loving girl
It spits him out without a care in the world.

I suppose fate loves irony
And that this fallen world loves misery
And, as AKG would put it,
"Is this all really necessary?"*

Once, I watched the good man die
It was a sunny day in April,
No wind storms or nimbus clouds,
No light breeze 'til his life conquered evil.
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*ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION. "Neoteny." World World World. Ki/oon Records, 2008.