Uprooting... Poem by RIC BASTASA

she stands outside the house
leaning on the post of the gate which is painted white
it is raining

she is looking at the roots of the palm tree which she had just
caused to be uprooted
because she is weak and cannot even cut one of those
which was planted here
many years back

she demands that all the roots be taken away
not one root must be left
so she can sleep well tonight

i think i know what she wants to drive at the state of things now
she is filled with hate and longs for the time that love again shall fill her up

she is no longer the same
her eyes are red but they are no longer crying.