by : Bacardi Gold
15/dec/2021
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dry, hard and leafless bald
parched by the scorching daily sun
dehydrated and exhausted through the years
has given up the golden crown
that once was its shining glory
its greens have withstood the power of storms
have fought the torridity of summers
passed the canicular days and defended
the caravans of the deadly heat waves
all have fallen to the ground crisped by age
lived and overwhelmed by a tumultuous era
its past has not been wasted and lost
legions of lives took shelter under its shade
birds have perched on its branches for a hush
small worms and beetles have hungered its touch
its lifeless pile of remains stood bare
keeping in mind its importance i declare
sheltered lives as wood for homes from its carcass
fruits on branches souls it sustained, countless
life’s edge has come being a steadfast witness
as history unfolded
the age-old tree’s existence
will surely be remembered…
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Triangle Writes... 