By the Roadside

Alive and well, settled down on a roadside. Lighten with the day, blanketed by the night. I don't move or so for called. I see what I see. I see lots of things. May some say it futile, for me its deep.

Day by day, night by night, I witness behavior of homo-sapiens. A kind that fascinates me loads. Dressed in colors of lots, some are bright and some are dark. Clothes in which simple yet elegant, in some complex yet stylish. Walk about the roadside, destination unknown to me. I envy them, they could move, i remained stationary. Most, I see, rides tin, metal colored vehicle they named cars. Different kinds I see zooms about. Slow and steady, no rush. Fast and traumatic, I shock. Every one passed, brought a whisker of breeze. I see everyday.

To extend my jealousy is the attribute of them to communicate, talk. I could only hear, my heart they can't. As they passed me, i eavesdrop at times. Just to keep me entertained. Some was talking to their walking partner about things in life. Problems, joy, discussion, etc. With some, they just murmured alone. Sighing , discouraging. I don't understand why with the behavior of this, puzzles me. Even some, talk to little gadgets. Pressing the buttons, talk to it. Its strange to me they talk to machinery. Maybe its their ability I don't have.

People, as they own kind call it, has different attitudes, uniqueness. I see those who smile gave me pleasure to know of a great day. Some frowned or even teared. I've seen anger and quarrels too. I don't like it much. In some cases, distressed. To configure why, remains oblivion. Manners too some have. Bastards who were careless have the heart to step on me. Don't they know the feeling of pain they inflict? No bother since I couldn't voice. To my warm, I thanked silently those who walk passed me, rather stepping on the asphalt than me.

Days, weeks, months passed. I'm still here, aging myself to meet death. To decree, my death is not mourned. I still witness this humans everyday, with different variation every time. See me, do say hello. I would appreciate even you couldn't see it.

-The Grass by the roadside