A tree with our name,
With a large trunk and vast fame,
We run through fields to see,
The splendor of the tree,

The tree is a thought,
A belief that can’t be bought,
On its trunk carved with a knife,
Lies our future life.

Inscribed our names with a heart,
It’s our vows to never part .
In the field among the plains,
Is the tree with our names.

Such is such, time begins to elapse,
The two of you, about to collapse,
To each other providing a crutch,
So weak, with diminishing sense of touch,

The night growing old,
They begin to feel cold,
Clasping each-others hold,
To each-other, more precious than gold,

Gold! the sun begins to shine!
They’re love so divine,
It may sometimes be dark,
But with one another, they kindle a spark.

Life on a thin wire,
Try and keep the fire,
Have it burning through the storm,
No matter what, keep each other warm.

Rawr goes the dino,
He loves you this I know,
Amidst all the mist,
You and he kissed,

Lava ever flowing,
Your radiance showing,
Together they get going
The volcanic ashes snowing.

They face a nuclear winter
Trees among them splinter
They have no where to run
Walking together, they look for a new sun

The earth begins to cripple
Water starts a ripple,
Together escape the crumbling terra
And create a new world, a new era.

The cynical outlook I oft have
Is revitalizing in contrast to
The optimistic view that people crave.
Satirical and mean, am I so new?
 
In contrast, I am just an old realist.
The truth is mankind is simply not kind.
Each and everyone one of us are tensest,
Pensive, bitter and mean, trapped in our mind.
 

May I compare thee to a crisp fall eve?
Cool, subtle, gracing the world with great flush,
Beauty so virtuoso, we reprieve
Everything we do, we stop all the rush.
We settle down, we prepare for the frost
Many times your allure is over-looked,
We scantily observe, and pay the cost.
We miss the summer, in which we were hooked.
As the days grow dark, we have little time
To take in your beauty, until the moon
And stars shine, and my heart become sublime.
My time with you, like days, end far too soon,
    I cannot wait to talk to you once more,
    Autumn, you’re something we can’t just ignore.

And so is Alabama.



The simple things in life, they are never over looked. We tell each other to make sure we examine them so we don't over look them. Lets keep life simple. Well I don't care about simplicity; I think it is widely over rated. I want examination of complexity during my existence. You can choose to look at the little things. But who cares? Little things don't matter. It was the vast, unknown, puzzling, impossible or simply put, the things that revolutionized man. When we don't challenge our mind, we as a species start to become failures. Where are the great conquerors? They left; they tried simpler things like writing songs, or playing professional football. Where are the empires of yesteryear? They diminished, focused too much on simplicity. Maybe the door is wide open for a great man to step in and use complexity to override simplicity. You will bow at his feet and call him peacemaker, or even a God. Maybe you should look at the complexity of his simplicity and maybe you can make validated opinions about his intelligence instead of being looked at as un-intelligent because of your primary focus of simplicity.