Crimson Solitude

Give the trees their key to green,
The color seen
Humans are tree with different leaves,
With differing shades of which each one perceives
And as sight has them think they’re alone in the breeze…
Give the trees their key to green,
The color seen
Evolution precedes the sky
And even the youngest children ask
Why do we fight over who owns the sea
and the stars when none of them are even ours
We did not bring anything
new into this world and we can take
nothing out of it
Give the trees their key to green,
The color seen