Persistent Poem by James Trotter

A fallen tree 
And a broken mind 
Have seen the heartache 
In the world's weathering
The rain beats down 
Washing away the soil from the tree's roots
And upon I 
As I struggle to make it to the next curb 
I walk through a puddle
Cold, my shoes wet
And my feet numb 
The tree is amber 
While all others are bare 
The tree fights
Knocking the world on its back
I scream with joy 
And triumph over my heartache 
Soon it will all be over
Soon... The world will kneel
Soon... 
I shall flood the world-
With myself 
Like a child 
I will run up the street 
Shouting 'rejoice' 
For we must party
And the drinks will flow
And the music never stop 
Soon...