A Tree So stable, so sound, Tranquil as the day. No uproar could remove its stay. Free as a bird flying away, In the same place all day. Happy! How can it be? That a tree so anchored could feel such glee! I wish I was a tree! The Tree of Life has conquered much victory, Through times of racism and bigotry. Hangings galore, The Tree of Life did explore. Succumbed by jealous rites of strength revered. How did the Tree of Life endure hatred so pure? Life of faith and justice foreseen, In God’s Word did the Tree of Life believe. Never denied by racist gleam, Even the poles will seam.
Love healing hearts,
Shirah Chante
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