Tree That Isn't There

The horse
The grass
The tree that isn’t there
The sky
The bush
The people who don’t care

The hate
The fear
The love that isn’t there
The anger
The anger
The people still don’t care

Are you my friend?
Can you understand?
Can I trust in you?
Or will you lie to me?

I can’t feel
Pain so I don’t heal
I’m immune
To things that most feel

The color
The skin
The racist... who will care?
The race
The face
The racists all out there

You are my friend
You can understand
I can trust in you
You will not lie to me

Now I feel
Pain but it will heal
I’m like you
Two people who are real

If I should
Pass away
Would you be OK?
I am here
I am near
You believe in me...

The horse
The grass
The tree that isn’t there
The sky
The bush
Some people start to care

The hate
The fear
The love now is there
The anger
The anger
People are aware