You wear the bark,

but the charade

bites, xylem and

phloem corked with

pseudo-sap. Leaves

wilt, dejected

heralds marking

your soul wormwood,

galled by blighted

moral compass, limbs

sold to do evil

where, rooted to

inferior soil,

your destruction

is imminent.

8 comments on “Charades

  1. Mirada says:

    Now Mel, you know I can’t do those fancy science words!

  2. Heidi Viars says:

    Reminds me of Matthew 3:10
    “Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees. Every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.”

    • melodylowes says:

      A very sobering truth, Heidi. And a very fitting passage indeed for these thoughts on hypocrisy. One day, all will be set aright. May I be found true and pure and full of good fruit!

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