Island of Me

I am posting this poem to my blog because I do not want it published mainstream; however, I do not mind sharing with the drips of people who come in here.   

Island of Me

 By Leah Zanzucchi                                                                           

What if life was an island of me?

I could go about with no emotion

Like a plant or a tree

Freedom from humanity

Budgies could sit

On me

A food source for vegetarians that my pollen

They would spread

And if I was chopped down or attacked in vain

Mama earth would reverberate the pain

It might storm more

Volcanos would erupt

But I’d only be a third person particle of it all