Pine needles don't need the sun.
The sun needs the pine needles.
Pine needles don't come out on their own.
The sun must sing and beg of them
to bless the world with their presence.
Pine trees don't need soil.
The soil needs the pine trees.
Pine trees caress the soil
as blackmail for its burglary of seeds.
The Trees don't need the clouds.
The clouds need the trees.
the clouds need something to feel responsible for.
The trees don't need rain.
The rain needs the trees.
The rain would fall to the earth's graveyard
if not for the trees' boots of roots.
The trees do not need man.
Man needs the trees.
There's a reason those cocky bastards need to burn.
Author notes
Sarcasm at its finest.
A contest entry
- Laugh out Loud by Florida Sunshine.
525 points, ended September 12, 2008, 26 entries
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Comments
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What a twist at the end... I never saw it coming ~ Nice job on the write ~ I enjoyed reading the piece for it was cleverly penned.
Best of luck to you,
Florida Sunshine
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very strange thought..well expressed
"jealousy kills' is really true and jealousy springs from selfishness (which i feel, is a sin)... enjoyed your poem
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