If a tree in a forest is standing tall,
But everyone swears they heard it fall,
Imagine the noise its silence makes.
The day a monkey falls from a tree,
The others swear it is slippery.
It’s good to know the truth of things.
A million matches a tree can churn.
A million trees a match can burn.
We light the way to our own demise.
The birds flock to the tree with fruit
And die by stones the children shoot.
How ripe the blush of so much attention!
The branches in a forest fight.
The roots instead are hugging tight.
A little privacy makes a lot of love.