I really hope 

I have tapped into something 

freeing, 

amazing, 

invading 

dry places 

with rivers rushing rapidly 

wrapping 

and blanketing little Kwesi 

that played little 

but loved hard 

enough to acquiesce 

for peace sake

for peat

moss

to enrich the soil

that extends life

past seasons 

cumbersome

cumbereth 

ground
grace

denied

lumberjack power

to hew 

trees above ground

yet cut roots

to uproot 

that diseased

seed 

before it spreads 

through the trunk

that is parked at Toomer’s 

Corner

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