FOlIAGE

There are three billion people in the world,
and when you look at it like that,
everyone starts to look like a robot.
But if you think really hard, you start to imagine
that every one of those three billion has though as hard as you,
maybe harder.
Everyone has a to-do list, or a bucket list, or a hit list.
Every one of those three billion has tiny particles of thought,
little sparks of electrical brain power shooting out in every which way.
Little seedlings of dreams and hopes and plans,
just like you.
They seep out of their brains like vines and wrap around you so tightly.
No matter how urgently you will this creature
to bud and bloom and get it all over with it keeps growing,
just keeps spreading until one day,
one day your little golden spark of thought that decided
"ya know what?" I'm different - I'm strong" leaps out
and lights that growing vine on fire and there you'll be.
More rigorous, more glorious than just the budding of tiny flowers;
there you'll be.
Set ablaze, on fire with indifference and difference and boldness and strength,
refusing to allow yourself to wither.