For Our Children's Sake

I don’t want you to die,
But you will,
Like everyone does and did before you,
My question is must you go down like that,
Beaten by yourself?
Must you make choices that leave a bitter fragrance?
The other plants are young and blinded,
They don’t understand the rhythm of changing seasons,
They look up to you,
They are yet to find your flaws...

Someday you are going to fall,
Like a rigid tree in a storm,
There’ll be dust everywhere,
Many raindrops of tears,
You’ll be free,
Dead to the world and its monstrosities,
Maybe you would never come to know,
They would have become you,
Your bumbling confusion would have stayed...
For your children’s sake,
You must grow old not merely in body but in spirit, too,
From you they must learn their first lesson,
Life may not be easy but it’s worth living,
And all that is worthy lies within.