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About This Poem
Pohutukawa Tree
Pohutukawa tree I wonder
Which of man’s endless bloody battles
Planted you here?
Your venous red needle flowers
Drop to the ground below
Where they lie in corpuscle puddles
Whose mothers are they I wonder?
Lying in the branches
Morning the senseless loss
Of their loved sons and brothers
Pohutukawa tree
Reminder of war’s terrible cost
So Pohutukawa tree be
Keeper of the peace
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