Man may be the highest creation, but I suspect whoever said that didn't have leaves.
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Beneath the tree i lie and read
A book by Gilgamesh
But through his eyes, I taunt him
With his family's shredded flesh
This warm and gentle story
Seems so innocent to me
But it's another tale
From the perspective of the tree
Nearby, I built a great log cabin
I am safe and warm within
But to he, I shelter in a pile
Of cut-down bodies of his kin
This fond and steady dwelling
Seems so innocent to me
But it is no hearth or home
From the perspective of the tree
I throw another splitted branch
Down upon the crackling flames
To he, another desecrated corpse
Burned to ashes in my name
This gentle act of warming
Seems to innocent to me
But one more soul defiled
From the perspective of the tree
And what about a treehouse?
The greatest sin of all
To nail him to the twisted bones
Of who'd before him fall
And what a parting insult
This last disdaining thing
To sit upon this gruesome throne
And look down on him like a king
Beneath the tree i lie and read
A book by Gilgamesh
But through his eyes, I taunt him
With his family's shredded flesh
This warm and gentle story
Seems so innocent to me
But it's another tale
From the perspective of the tree
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