The eccentric beauty of a garden can metaphor life
The lushness of façade echoes through the folio of utter beauty
We as humans want to see the best in life, shadowing darkness everywhere
However, if we look deep into the abyss of lushness we will see a deadly truth

A truth that haunts us like a ghost, grabbing our heart and soul and swinging them around
We fail to breathe, panting in desperation, an after-affect from watching a horror movie
Wanting to get a sip of water, we die of dehydration because we are frozen in time
Unable to relinquish the evil sorcery that was inculcated deep into our conscience

This garden is a façade scream the insane, but are they really psychotic?
Take a step closer kind sir, see the reality of life unfold in front of your eyes
Nah I am good, I enjoy the view from far over here, the rays of glory shrouding truth
Living in a matrix of imagination we see what our society wants us to see, simply lush

Corpses of insects and animals plague the battlefield of lushness
Masked from human contemplation we see a mist of fiction
Shrouding the truth, tapping the nerves of our brain that sense reality
We cannot look, embarrassment rips our body open, hoping we never saw reality

We as humans cannot handle reality and therefore we reside in a matrix of imagination
Our lush garden is a snippet into an underlying phenomenon that plagues mankind
We want to live in an utopian society, but our utopia is as skewed as a stock price
Our garden is our “Eureka,” our epiphany of reality shrouded by human ignorance