A Cherry Tree

We blame and discriminate, we hate.

As one cherry we are sweet and delicious,

but guzzle one too many and we are tart.

As one nation, one tree,

we have become the dark of this wood.

 

The great cherry tree of the red, white, and blue

decides to come in and take.

Is that all that we do?

Some great men, before us have come.

With spears carried high and living as one.

We kill and deceive.

Is this what the true America has come to be?

 

Our people betray one another.

In this, our own nation

declare independence and free ourselves from He.

He, who has captivated us to their English ways,

and now, we turn around and do the same.

If this be America, creating tension between our own.

Then we are better off alone.

 

War we bring upon our land,

time and time again

And for what reason?

To create anew, but it has not changed.

Our people don’t change for a law, or any other.

Our nation, this growing cherry tree, has become what we feared it most to be.

 

Create a paper, one held most dear to our land.

One with writing that will separate good from bad.

These are our guidelines, the ways that we live.

Call this the great Constitution,

for a land so naive.

 

With this enriched parchment paper

one man of this new land must wonder;

Are we running the government or is the government running us?

In charge of citizens who are in charge of them.

what is unknown to this new nation,

a simple seed in the ground,

Words written on a piece of paper

won’t change the people, or their thoughts.

Only the words formed from blotchy ink spots.

 

An America, a land of supposed color,

has created a world of black and white,

where one is not the other, or the other any one.

Being discriminated and segregated.

Traveling far to reach the great land of the free.

Whose land is this land?

For it is not our own.

We invite others in as a good and sturdy nation.

Then we blame and hate,

and they wonder to where is their fate.

 

One nation under God’s eyes.

Those eyes watching this America

should not be the eyes of one,

but all who watch as this tree falls apart.

The simple piece of paper with words plenty

is one where we can be free to our rights.

Yet we hate and discriminate.

 

All men are created equal on this tree of equivalent.

Yet the delicious cherry would be no where with out the sturdy pit.

Men fight to keep this nation afloat over seas,

while women keep our homes alive.

Tender fingers on rough iron bars,

but when the men arrive,

the pit is sent to return.

Back to cooking and cleaning, simply placed upon a shelf.

Is this is what our America has done to the pit who is all life?

 

We don’t listen or care

whether the chocolate is dark, white or nutty.

We don’t like change, or to admit our wrongs.

Staying milk chocolate is where we belong.

 

 

If being an American means to hurt and hate another.

To blame and deceive.

To keep our eyes to only what we want to see.

Not caring for another’s plea.

Thinking right but actions so wrong.

 

If this be our great cherry tree, than as a nation,

we have succeeded.

 

We have tried to create a better world, and greener leaves.

But what we’ve come to know so well, the trunk of our tree,

has forbidden us to go past acknowledgment.

To go beyond, and take action for what we have created.

And so, we are stuck to the land in which our roots weave.

Trying to weave and reweave.

Our great roots have grown tremendously, and kept us sturdy to the ground.

 

We have changed, have grown, have tried.

But it is not enough.

A new day brings new problems, and new roots to reweave.

We must grow to the sky, and then more.

Once we have gone there, to wherever there may be,

Then we may call ourselves American.

 

Reviews

[W.Piggy]

Hey.
What brilliant writing. Seriously good. :)
The ending is such a perfect ending to the wonderful poem.
Really greatly written. Keep it up. :)
Everything you wrote is so true and makes me feel so uplifted. Tee hee.
Great! I'm gonna add it to my favorites because it's really wonderful.
Keep it up!! Can't wait to read more.

Love,

[W.Piggy]

Hey.
What brilliant writing. Seriously good. :)
The ending is such a perfect ending to the wonderful poem.
Really greatly written. Keep it up. :)
Everything you wrote is so true and makes me feel so uplifted. Tee hee.
Great! I'm gonna add it to my favorites because it's really wonderful.
Keep it up!! Can't wait to read more.

Love,

[Trip]

I loved it. Keep it up.

[C.T. Bailey]

What brilliance in writing. I love the metaphor of the cherry tree. Wow. This is a terrific piece. Very nice and full timeless wisdom. Thank you for a fantastic write!
Todd

[darkgurl]

Yes! So very true, this is wonderful, and I enjoyed this write alot. There is much wisdom in this well written.