To Sustain
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Mark Heathcote
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On the edge of darkness
A desert flower is scolded and burnt.
And a palm leaf is torn apart,
By a living, breeding, blue macaw's claw.
It is their crucifix.
This thuggish world
It delights in their-
Immovable situation
They even build defences to survive.
And shield themselves to sustain
Their agony's crucifixion.
But deep down their roots offer endless hope.
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