'I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree'
A single leaf makes its own history.
Attached to the bough from which it
sprung it is a perfect entity.
As part of the whole a resting-place for birds,
and a refuge for life-forms that we cannot see.
It welcomes the seasons, and greets each day
with an open face.
Throughout it's life it made no enemy, yet,
men come with chainsaws to fell the parent tree.
Her naked body peeling as she ran
mouth wide open, screaming in fear and pain.
This image of a Vietnamese girl-child,
an innocent victim of a a napalm attack,
made the front page of newspapers
all around the world.
Still the war sent on.
The photographer won an award.