Balance

One more step and it'll all be over
She's standing on the edge, many hours from being sober,
A thousand thoughts run through her weathered mind
She watches them pass, picking the ones most unkind.

She feels evaporating inhibition with a generous sprinkling of fear
With unbearable anger in every drop of her tear
To emotions of loving vengeance, her self plays host
'If I take this one step, it will hurt him the most.

I want him to burn in the fires of guilt till the end
Past pestilence, confession and any amend
What if this kills him too & he follows me to the beyond, I can't be sure
There's nobody I have ever loved more'

There's two of her fighting with each other for life & knife
The breezy night and reeky alcohol keep her in constant strife
'In either case we shall be consumed by our own decadence'
One foot on the ledge and one in the air, it's all now a question of "balance"

The City and the leaf

What it must be like to be a leaf
And bear witness to a train of laughs & grief,
To stay & weather the breeze in every branch and bone
Nobody else makes this city as much its own.

Is there a green as green as I
The leaf must think all day,
I was born in this city and will dry up here
While men make false claims to land, "mine" they say.

I have a hundred brothers and sisters every week,
But my mother's not social or debonair
When autumn comes, there are funerals galore
While one generation meets the soil of the city, one more takes birth right there.

I stand and see the hustle and the pandemonium
Every human's got a place to go
But I keep to my spot in the city, like a listless rock
Witnessing things you may never know

You might be the grand wind from the sea
But each time you touch me, I can't help but sway
Your strength leaves me shaken & tested sans pity
But you never look back and move further into the city