Work Text:
tree of life:
trunk of concrete and brick,
roots of copper and stone.
jagged steel beam branches,
broken and snapped,
reaching out, up, desperate,
grasping for the sacred heavens above.
[the field lies fallow;
the crop has failed to sprout.
the seeds were laid in crumbling
ghost cities and watered
in the blood of those who were not stolen,
but the heavens cry out in despair
as their lifeless world is born]