Broken Bones
bones, bones, bones
they break and crack like stones
brittle and weak yet strong to hold life together
we climb trees, mountains, and rocks just to fall
the world is one giant bone that is broken
the only way to get better again and to move
is if we stop and heal. leave it alone and let it grow
give love and sign the casts like the boy in school
who broke his leg doing a pop shuv it to impress some girl
Bones take weeks and even months to heal
as winter passes, spring comes, summer is on the way, and fall is around the corner
bones adapt and become stronger if we give it the care it needs
to protect ourselves from a broken bone; one must know recklessness
is the first way to go down and hit a stone
troublesome it is, and hard to resist
broken bones lead to pain
the pain that we cannot move
if we make it worse and not careful where we tread
the one broken bone could end it all
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