Poetry

Saturday, 9 December 2023

Ash

 I can't stand to see the Ashes fall

Though I know our backs are up against the wall

I can't stand to hear the Ashes fall


Another ax, another chain and ball

In our hands the keys to all

Will we understand when nature calls?

I can't stand to see the Ashes fall


All the Ash leaves, all their keys

Keys and locks, locks and keys

Another lock, one more key

Another prisoner is set free


In their limbs one disease

Take wind or whim, brings them to their knees

In our hand one more ball

In our mouths one last call

Who will answer the Ash's need?

See the fall of the twin bladed seed


One more flock of birds flown free

One more hawk flies across the sea

But one more knock on the Ash's door

Then another, then one time more

Can't you save the Ash from death's maw

Can't you help save just one more tree


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