Abduction (standard:poetry, 83 words)
Author: Reid Laurence	Added: May 03 2010	Views/Reads: 2596/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Some crimes cannot be healed over or made better. Some leave wounds and hollows in our lives.

Fragments of the parent 

Splinters of destruction 

Look upon thy handiwork 

You spirit of abduction 

Stolen from its home 

Taken in its prime 

No repair will make it so 

And rings have lost all time 

Raided pieces of its heart 

The sturdy, weak alike 

And forced them into work for us 

By hammer, chisel, spike 

And where is then the garden spawn? 

With air to breath 

Enormous lawn 

It's been removed 

And sawn and sawn 

The tree is dead 

And all are gone


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