The Tree Of Life Poem by Travis Flannigan
The Tree Of Life
The tree of life
grows in my back yard,
slightly to the left,
she's just a baby,
she is yet to bear
her fruitful loins,
but you wait,
she'll be beautiful,
plentiful,
if you believe it.
Scatter the remains,
for a loose relationship
with the whole of society,
We are the rebels,
the outlawed,
For what,
a few extra dollars,
women,
& 'freedom'
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