Can a transplanted tree afford to lose rain
To a local shrub with roots so deep?
Wide and far in its reach
To the sandy soil of the settler’s beach
Where an ancient ship wrecked at sea
Spilled its seeds on fertile soil
Grew a forest in a far flung land
Bearing fruit carried away
Depleted and thinned towards extinction
A foreign tree lost its distinction
Without maintenance
Till a leaf in the breeze was all that remained
And the sweet taste that bloomed was soon forgotten
Becoming an eyesore not worth kindling
As lonely it had become as could be
Yet just north across the tropic of Cancer
In a temperate zone with a kind of its own
So much density the forest did see
With its own kind thriving naturally
Through storms and droughts and falling outs
Wandering offspring in wind settling in
Unpicked fruit fallen to the ground
For anyone who’d lost their doubt
This is how culture comes about
As ship-wrecked fodder dwindles
To a local shrub with roots so deep
Tentacles that drink it up
strangling to keep
May 12, 2021
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