Rewrite the Ending
Where is the one thing that will soothe the world’s soul
Will death come to us all, young and more
Personified by callused feet, blooming by an orange sky
How many men will be fertilized
How many stalks can be reaped
The cause of it all can’t be changed by man
Because it is man
Everyday sunshine withdrawals the truth from within us
Blows it by our eyes
It is the empty stomach we feel and the sadness writing poetry that reveals
What everything was trying to say
Still, we are oblivious to the nature within
Don’t let discrete eyes of truth pass
With speech that reveals a blink
You want to know about a creator
A constant
Just look us in the eye