Nancy L. Meek
TREES NEED BRANCHES
Our branchless tree will surely die,
leaving none alive to wonder why
the gay were allowed to kill mankind,
limb-by-limb. Are we that blind?
As such, some know not what they do,
dumb to God’s instructions true,
that man, like trees, should multiply,
unless with haste we all should die.
Created thus, with seeds to plant,
mankind must do what angels can’t
and all the gay would if not blind,
who choose to lie with their own kind.
Trees are meant to grow and spread
and reproduce within earth’s bed,
dropping seeds on fertile soil,
in never-ending loving toil.
If not, the earth would up and die
and branchless trees, by and by,
would rot and bare no fruit anew;
and then, pray tell, what would we do?
Without a branch, leaves would be moot,
and, too, the nodes that bear fresh fruit,
and all the seeds that would have been,
no thanks to God, who created sin.
©Copyright August 24, 2008 by Nancy L. Meek
This poem prompted the response, “Pete and Mike” ~ ©Copyright August 31, 2008 by Colin F. Jones