Dennis Faherty
The burning Tree
Giant of a Hundred, Harm never done, You the Provider, Shading one from the tormenting Sun. Canopy given, When rain begins beating, This your grant, Damage never done.
Injury given, Man’s maltreatment, not only in name. Willingly supporting, you’re ending. For him, it is only a game. Greed his reaching, Future unnamed. Only the moment, Prosperity their fame.
Thanks for your feedback, I am on the road, in a quaint little village at the moment.. Trying to find a way to the next one.. felt real good reading your reactions, comments, made the coffee taste that much better..
Life
is just a big game,
this game
is a game
in the game.
Nice art.