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Green Blood
Fresh air and the sun shine on me
My family of green pine as far as I can see
All happy for my arrival, I am born as a tree
I feel the love of my surrounding family
Some beings called human come to feed us water
We appreciate the love but we always remember
That something odd happens every year come November
& can’t help but feel it’s something sinister
The humans come around
& cut some of us down
Pines scream in agony
As others plea
We never see them again as they’re taken away
What does it mean? I want to stay!
Until one year I see that it’s my turn
They come to me and wow it hurts!
My body is cut and dragged away
I’m disoriented in such a horrible way
My pine family disappears as the humans take me
They place me with others that have the same destiny
We whisper amongst each other as we see human families
They come and take us one by one, they look so happy
I’m inside their home now as they dress me up
Ornaments and decorations, I feel their love
But something is wrong. I miss my pine family
I feel sick inside. What is happening?
The festivities stop & decorations taken down
Don’t feel their love anymore & I’m turning brown.
I’m thrown out with a pile of trash
I see other trees look & we all feel sad
They watch me deteriorate and slowly die
I thought I was loved. Now I’ll fly in the sky.
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