New buds, on old trees

"Everything is falling apart,
Can't you see?
 you imbecile,
 you idiot,
you fool"

They aren't wholly right,
nor are they wholly wrong.
Regardless,
my eyes see,
The new buds, on old trees.

Simultaneously,
everything is always falling apart,
and coming back together again.
It depends on where you choose to see.

And they say to me,
"Everything is falling apart,
Can't you see,
 you imbecile,
 you idiot,
you fool",

With their eyes transfixed on their screens,
while mine remain on,
The new buds, on old trees.