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Jun 2015
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sentinel, you grow in peace
you who have seen war
you saw the native people
killed off by the score
you continue on your way
the source of tale and lore
you have a heart
that will not cease
for a hundred years or more

this is the great saguaro
he scrapes the sky with arms
flung up to the heavens
though huge you do no harm
you have thorns aplenty
but also have your charms
you will watch forevermore
ever sounding the alarm


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/11/2015
The greatest beauty in the
Sonoran desert is the
saguaro cactus
It takes hundereds of years
for these to form arms

They have lovely white crowns
of flowers in the spring
and their fruit is harvested annually
by native people who drink their
potent wine for religious ceremonies

They are protected by law
but are shot at and
vandalized by people who
are beneath contempt

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SøułSurvivør
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