THE RAVENOUS TREEA Poem by Rene Velez
They vent in the extreme,
by any means necessary, they think revolutionary but they strike by religion not by dreams... Lost by what they mean, from tragic scene to tragic scene, the philosophy hereditary, there is no God willing to look through their window, even when submitting, knees bent, hands to the heavens, souls left in limbo, Marked by Adam and Eve, apple of the ravenous tree. © 2016 Rene VelezReviews
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1 Review Added on June 13, 2016 Last Updated on June 13, 2016 AuthorRene VelezNew York City, NYAboutPoetry... what else needs to be said? [email protected] more..Writing
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