Avocado God

that was a rough day with their aggressive cars heavy sky of electrical threats I came back scared from these thorny streets I need friendly things through the crack in the window I saw the static grandeur of the avocado tree that reigns quietly near here he watches indifferently as the days crumble occasionally throws up leaves in the wind and soon returns to rule the world like a divine and green organic colossus always blind I didn't realize but today I know it's the trees that matter and we are vassals viruses protozoa bacteria minuscule small nulls so don't be amazed: we're here to feed the trees and nothing else stop hysteria