Greenness

I look trees planted in the front,
green cups pointing toward the cloudy sky,
these days are rainy, anyway nobody cares,
because rainy days are plenty common here,
only a person like me, who proceeds from a place where rain is plenty rare, is capable of showing a childish astonishment,
until I get wet at the point that a cough can kill me,
you never know, one day you are taking dinner in gold, the other day you are a piece of dust.

And the happier people outside there, ask my fool friend?
Oh! You are referring to that stupid herd laughing on empty land?
Well, they seem happy, nevertheless, as Montaigne wrote never call a person happy until he or she dies.
Invidia  
Green growing saying: foreign humans, you are the worst part here. You are an immense obstacle to us gentle vegetal reign to prosper.
Blue indifferently,
white laughs the joke, floating in this inferno.
Green
That cement needle needs a bad thread.