Leaves of Trees

Leaves of Trees
from The Natural Chronicles
By Nabil Abou Baker
6/9/2010

Walt Whitman’s innocent white ‘merica
Is done—or never was. Coming in fall
Is the fall of the leaves from tall fauna.
Those leaves will changes owners to stature—small—
Green glowing southern thick grass. The leaves leave
Their green life behind and become colors
Of a new soulful spectrum. But men heave
The fallen leaves from the grass, together.
Men throw the yellowed leaves into bags far
From the now lonely grass. The same grass plant
Responsible for oxygen in our
Not so green and blue earth. But the world can’t
Continue on this one destructive stave
Because man has ‘come the slave of the slave.