Hunger and Home For Trees
Hunger And Home For Trees
Trees hungry for the sun turn towards the fire
Which catches them as they cannot run
And in turn, turns them black
Once they towered towards the sky in green
Fresh air took them there at night serene
Filed them erect like sticks
Squeezed them as they dreamed
Of being piled tooth picks
Ignited by the hungry fire
Trees breathed their last sparks of life
Expired on the spot
Wood that remains in damaged ash
Not fit for homes
Only letting the worms
Within live out their term
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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