There were, icicles in the windows
The sun melting some of it …

I saw the image of God …
Telling me to run fast like a marathon

I thus, had a dream of the icicle
No one sees in me

OMG, only He gave me the image that was me

Run, run, run fast
Don’t let them kill you

Run, run and run fast
Like your NYC marathon

Run from hate, never let in
… you got to go, go after love

I feel numb –
Because they make me feel dumb

I will not let them have none of this belief
I believe in me; I will not let them discredit me

It’s ok for their view …
Now, it doesn’t matter to me

I flew out fast …
Like a tiny, tiny, tiny kite than a huge one

Like a bird, with the will to love
… and live

Who must provide for the feed
Of its tiny family holding onto a tree

If you ever begin to question me
Will I stay, to take abuse?

There’s no use to explain
It never made any sense

Looking back …
Love is worth

-to defend
It was love that kept me there

For the work done …
It was a lot in my heart

Endless seeds there
It grew to gazillions of it-

of the greatest seeds
I gave endless of it …

They knew, they never had
They never knew much

I didn’t know that …
I taught them a lot

Endless of my knowledge
They thought they did

I gave them … so much of it
At the end, it was so much

They didn’t know, what to do it
At the end, I had to defend

I decided not
… to crawl and died

Instead, I gathered all my love seeds
That I had planted with super intentions

They took it to the cleaners to wash it out
They placed it with hate … as a debate

They thought was better than love
They never accepted my kindness nor my love

They confused it was hate and a date
They sat-ate with me, like Judas-disciples’

Jesus came to recognized me
Go fast, bring me out of this sight

It was hard to compare at the end
Why such hostility … they with me

Now in reality not in their mentality
I am the one with all the logic they lack

I must place reason, where none
Love bears fruit that hate, had not

The icicles kept me cold
The sun warmed me

The naked trees all says’, seek a home
In the winter beckons to be loved

That’s because, it’s naked and cold
Exposed to the elements and all

You may think they have no souls
How wrong you may think, not!

I dare you not, argue with me
I can prove any dead soul to rise from its grave

Conflict with me that only you can catch a cold
Has anyone performed a swab onto a tree?

Why not?
Start next time

Question this tree
Are you alive or dead?

He will reply “Feel me, and admire me,
… am alive more than you!”

I provide O2 for all of you …
How dare you question me, I have no feelings

Next time, you cut me
Know! That I, do bleed

Perhaps not red like your blood
I do bleed green chlorophyll, as I feel

Feel my heart, the truck you break
Do not leave a fuck note instead grab my trunk

Do not piss me off …
Urinate and toss garage on my sides

Pick up all your crab and garage
Throw it and sale it to the highest bid

It could be recycled …
I advise you, make money from it

Do not piss me off …
By putting , all your unwanted materials

I am not a serial killer
You can take -to court

Resort to criminalize me …
Because, I never provided enough seed for you!

I produced O2
Enough for you … in returned you spat me

As you call me a green rat
Placing multiple of them as a home

My feet were eaten …
I felt all the pains starting green stained

I’ve been turned off for so long
… and you wronged me …

I am over 100 years old
… am to a closing

Am, fading slowing
I’ve taken all the tolls

As I am, am
As I’ve home you dearly

Am not dying with fears
But, with tears …

Of bleeding for humans
I cared …

I will give my last of breaths
Before, I do know

It is, whom shall
Definitely! Get, my last breaths

Do not pour beer to kill me
Do not burn me alive …

I can feel, cry, and get mad …
Every time you pin hate and not a note of love

Am now dying
Am, not dying alone

I see the sun, lastly …
It has been my friend from the start

At the end, it will be with me
My God, proud and pleased with me

Am given my last green breaths
I am content! -for giving all

They never thank me …
Were they supposed to thank me?

I shall not wait
It’s already too late

The tree gates of heaven
Now, awaits …

It’s a slow sun dim
Do I feel no pain?

The sun no longer burns
But, man’s pain

God!
Goodbye, humans

I now leave
… with all my love

My advice to all …
Give respects to all of the trees for your breaths

Even the seeds
You don’t see

Those are the wheats from God
That was once, I

You were all tested …
I’ve once met one human, in my 100 of, years!

Whom, gave me a hung
That was enough …

Am, now departing …
I can’t feel nor see the sun

Whom I have known for a century
It was indeed, my only true friend

Yea, my only
True friend

Am, entering my chlorophyll home
I shall meet all those who have come before me

Now, truly
My life ends …

I do have a friend
That is, my God …

Minerva A. Garcia, your Poet

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