A poem.
In a part of the planet unknown to man
Is an obsidian pool and small tongue of land
Growth lies stunted life is unfurled
This menacing pool is the eye of the world
The tongue is of hope contained within
Despair depravity and the foulest of sin
A solitary tree throws it’s arms to the sky
It’s supplication not acknowledged in the uncaring eye
The only reflected beauty it’s sterile surround
A whisper of leaves the rarest of sound
Undisturbed by a ripple and never a wave
Only the sun and the moon ever daring to bathe
Can nature leach sustenance from an obvious dearth
To restore balance and goodness to this impoverished earth
Through the tree sift all ugliness, oppression and pain
Start life over innocent and pure once again
Or is there a power unknown yet to me
Can enter the struggle and set all life free
While order and chaos do battle in this place
Life as we know it continues apace
Options will dwindle time quickly run out
To turn this insolvable situation about
We are desperate for a miracle to allay all our fear
While a leaf falls to replenish a silent tongue like a tear.
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