West Bank

 -------West Bank------- 

The sun sets 

in red these days

with fires 

to the west

 

Some burning

from deaths destruction,

but some

that other flame

 

That regenerates 

the forest

with the seeds

of martyrs' names.

 

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Threads

 -------Threads------- 

Vinca vines

crawl to cover 

the soil 

when it 

is bare

 

Akin 

a sweater 

is thread to welcome 

the early 

autumn air.

 

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The Profiteers

 -------The Profiteers------- 

It is easy 

to blame the sawyer

 

For the felling of the trees

 

And overlook 

the system

 

That drives us to our knees

 

Beneath the weight 

of wages

 

To pay for heat or freeze

 

While rich men buy 

the government

 

With dollars from those trees.

 

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