We used to walk on grass,
Through trees and glades.
Now we walk on concrete,
Through forests of glass and brick.
Things are harder now,
like corners and bodies.
The soft cannot survive.
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We used to walk on grass,
Through trees and glades.
Now we walk on concrete,
Through forests of glass and brick.
Things are harder now,
like corners and bodies.
The soft cannot survive.
I like this. Though I would have expected that in this world the soft would be able to thrive. But that’s how I read ‘soft.’
Thanks Tyler, Yeah, soft as in a pillow probably would do well. I was thinking more along the lines of those who are not strong. I just did not want to use the word weak.