Chris Osterbrock

Rookie (March 3,1988 / Milford, Ohio)

I Say There's A Tree, A Horizon - Poem by Chris Osterbrock

Big tree
right outside my room
tell me when your flowers will bloom

big tree
a wars'a comin soon
this war'll bring you alotta doom

big tree
spread your leaves and fly
cuz you dont wanna be here when your flowers die

big tree
uproot yourself and run
run from the bullets and run from the guns

war
from the oceans to the land
no more water to fill your hands

flowers
I'll try to water you
but theres salt in my tears and that jus' wont do

big tree
they dont understand
that what they do effects your land

big tree
by you I've made a bed
and I ask you how this war moves us ahead

big tree
my friend whats the cost
if only they could see the faces of the lost

pinecone
shaped like a grenade
the grass where you lay is all I could save

big tree
where have your sisters gone?
to make more boxes to lay flags on?

big tree
where have your brothers gone?
to make more boxes to carve names on?

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Comments about I Say There's A Tree, A Horizon by Chris Osterbrock

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ben Gieske (11/21/2007 3:07:00 PM)

    I like this one - so many things said that are simply true. We don't need war - ever. But we need the trees. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 27, 2006



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