i am in a meadow
full of colors radiating from the sun
in a luminescent, golden glow.
green grass surrounds me as it blows
in the wind.
flowers dancing as i sing along
to their glorious hymn.
the air fills my body with peace
i close my eyes and take in the beauty of
deep breath in, deep breath out.
i open my eyes to a horrifying view.
my world of peace
has transformed into a wolrd of hurt.
blacks, whites, and greys have saturated my soul
to only show me the pain and suffering.
grey clouds of smoke hovered
over my meadow which has turned
to concrete and cityscape.
the flowers have turned to angry pedestrians
who have a dissonant hymn of clashing views.
the air i breath in so deeply chokes me
and fills my lungs with the thick, black, pollution
i cant help but sit there.
eyes closed, mind trapped, body restrained
what happened to my meadow?