Just another harvest
Standing in the middle of my field,
All I can see is a bush,
Shrubs with thorns and hooks
I wonder, did I plant this?
Did some visit my garden
And change all my seeds,
Did I have a garden at all?
My house is so clean,
And so quite,
No kids running around,
Or a wife by my side!
I wonder, are these the choices I made,
Or someone else imposed this on me?
Am driving home from the supermarket,
My neighbor is walking home,
With heavy loads on her shoulders
Yet she turns down my help,
I wonder could she be scared of me,
Did I do something wrong to her?
So many wild seeds I have planted,
So many you too have planted,
Don’t act innocent.
Some I have forgotten,
Just like you have forgotten yours
Yet now all the fruits are ripe,
This is just another harvest
I don’t want to pick any,
Nor keep any in my house.