Tree-dom

Tree-dom

I, a poetriot

vigorously defend my country

this land is not my land, nor yours

poetriots love trees, rivers, birds, breathable air

defending tree-dom where oxygen freely flows

roots sink deep into historic soil.

In fighting for tree-dom, I stand with

all trees: palms, maples, sequoias, yew, locusts, all of them.

In tree-dom birds confidently fly

leaves grow,

hope aspires.

In tree-dom dreams rule, health and wealth decides

what is bought or sold and that determines

the ethos of a culture.

In tree-dom lies true freedom.

Author: Honey Novick 

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Photo Credit: Jan Huber on Unsplash