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Reguardless you portay the resurrection
tree.
Or a Roman cross,
Is a coin that's tossed, in history's
loss.
Carrying Adam's seed, yet crowned with
Royalty.
Perhaps not dismissing the tree,
As a living entity.
As man's belief that foreshadows grief.
On it's broad shoulders carried humanity.
Justice served- to save a corrupt race
a must.
Evidence withers- sawdust mingled with
rust.
I ask, how much did this tree perceive?
Grasped perhaps, beyond what the world believes. As the first to thirst,partaking Christ's passion.
To become one, in the embarkings of fury
In wait to be acqitted by humanity's jury.
May I test to suggest, to indulge more
daringly.
Could a tree be an altered device of death and misery.
Be that guide, as the one path preceeding eternal life?
Atoned - in God's grace alone, be rooted
And latter be known as the Tree of Life?
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