Change your hearts and lives

skies open up to me
my feet rooted to this earth
hands as trembling branches
sing your songs in memories
they dressed differently
hiding behind the door to the world

my people were simple
from small towns
swallowed up by the city
books became the bridges
all your dead relatives
wait on the other side

my first funeral
for a stranger
for the fairy tales
that kids believe in less
while death forms
only becoming more real