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190th Weekly Poetry Contest honorable mention: Forest Mother

by ChristinaSng

I return to the roots,
The branches, the leaves,

To the only place
I ever found peace.

In this palace of winds
I am one with the trees,

The crows and the ravens
Bring solace to me.

No devastation from men
With their sticks and knives,

No destruction from those
Labelling me with a price.

Here I am now
With the sticks and stones,

Here I will reduce
Them all into bones.

They will arrive
With their guns and scythes,

Here we will wait
And eat them alive.

190th Weekly Poetry Contest