Change In The Air Poem by James McLain

One leaf can open into two
and down the length there is room
for the green coloured hues
you should know.

Hate from the gun that made you
you from a mother that knew
and when to give pause
and when to hide from the gun
others drew.

He has found a way
without death as I walk, skip or run
down a path, next her face
filled with leaves
all the others that loved nature before
me could not see.

The vacuum we make
if there's life there is hope
set against change
a vacuum of sight without pain.

Even then
hidden away in the dark
seeking truth
that is true to U.S. all.

Logical thought and reason is taught
if you stand in the way
trees will fall,
green leaves in the fall you can smell.