Dead Trees (Deadvlei)

Mountains blockade the sun
Red illuminates the ground with dust
Humans crawl for majestic peace
Enthralled by the sight of the death of trees

Untouched by love, a celibate land
Innocence kept from the hands of a desperate man
We trample over such beautiful things
Trying to reach closer to the beauty within

People gather round, lips are moving
As the sun beats down, a breeze soothes it
Not a murmur heard over eloquent peace
A metaphor for death if you ever do need

Silence fills the air, wind speaks in sombre tones
The backdrop tells stories we long to know
The media tells us that we’ve heard it all
You’ve heard nothing until you’ve heard nothing at all

Cameras flash, trying to capture the scene
As dead wood stands as A-list celebrities
A little oasis, once nothing more than a lake
Admire the beauty of deaths true greatness

Stood there in the symmetry of a cemetery
This image is as perfect as any picture can be
But if there was ever a lesson to be learnt
It’s even dead trees can shine in a desert



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