The Tree

Division returns
us to ourselves.

One cannot praise
oppression, but it
at least makes us
take a stand and say
“this is who we are
and as we are this
let us celebrate and mourn
what we alone understand:

that there is a tree
in a cleft
in stone
in a desert
and while the tree
would have been stronger
had it sprouted
elsewhere with more soil
and water, it still
stands and everyone
wants to touch the tree.”

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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