A Stoem by Mesha Allen
“Somebody told me it’s the end of the world and that’s just for some,
peace to the dead,
strength to the chosen…
Like The Roots, I rose From the Ground Up;
my branches spreading wide and bark growing thick.
My leaves grow healthy and the chlorophyll in them
becomes a rich dark green.
I think I will remain a sturdy foundation for the rest of my days.
Slowly I begin to absorb the elements around me, Read More