Like the tree planted by the river side
Flourishing at every angle
Producing fruits like those at the garden of Eden
Green loving leaves live lavishly
Waving to the music of the wind
Free fresh fruit dangle
Birds by growing branches heathen
Stem is the king truly.
Then! A sudden breeze buzz
making the branches shiver. Cracking sounds from the stem makes the tree happy
The branches crying off their fruits filling the whole world
Just as it grew, fell it
Birds leaving the tree fever
The tree was gone, making it's Fellers happy
The world is cruel, the world, oh! what a world.
~OBELE, DIVINE
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The Fellers
PoesíaThe poem talks about a cheerful family whose bread winner's life was cut short by intentional wicked acts, the poet explores the poem by comparing this family to a tree.
