~Spero ergo sum~™

September 30, 2008

Mutant Mutiny

Filed under: Life,Poetry,Sobriety — Teal @ 12:52 am

In the mid of the village stood this banyan tree

So tall so strong, that all could see

The mighty trunk in it’s mid, the branches wide

multitudes of roots, hanging on each side



In it’s height many a few sought refuge

In it’s shade,  many a few rested, 

In it’s few fruits a pintful ate and fed

The rest just clung on ,all without a clue


The roots spread out far and long, like tentacles

A few managed to break free, some held on

Some hoped for a storm , or some miracles

Some stood still, suicidal and forlorn


And then a tornado took the town by surprise

The residents ran for life, fear in each eye

In utter desparation some fought

For some it was freedom well sought


Out of the blue, we heard a slight uproar

Cries of victory , across the sky soar

The prisoners of the vile tree 

Set themselves free


From the safety and nothingness they must exit

Else if they persist, they will perish

Onto a new path so free , they go

A new start , one sure to flourish



  1. Boo!

    I know what you mean… and in a way I’m clinging to my own banyan tree.. scared to let go

    Comment by Macadamia The Nut — October 1, 2008 @ 5:34 am | Reply

  2. @ Mac:
    Praise ye gods! You’re still alive!!!!!!!!

    Comment by Teal — October 2, 2008 @ 2:05 pm | Reply

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