For Pick A Title Volume 42 Poetry Contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Soul's laugh soul's cry Soul's live soul's die But what of the soul's of trees Sipping soil in which we bleed Nature uses our body to feed Colorful tears shed are leaves Falling like a ballet in breeze Whimsical dramatic blue melody Trees that stand as nations fall Despite wars in lands they stand tall Hearing all our tales bittersweet Fearing our own power in peak Chopping trees down despite need Shrilling sound of dying greenery The soul's of men hang low Hanging then during Jim Crow Brown bodies lynched from branch Trees do scream in this land But we ignore, don't listen at all Animals we are and sure to fall If we don't learn to hazel hear Trees that cry colorful leaf tears
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