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I'm green, by choice and not camouflage,

If I wanted to hide I’d have been deciduous.

I produce in Winter because I'm durable,

   my roots go a long way into history


My address is 23 ME my DNA dates back

to time of the Romans, but, it is decedents
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of the evil ones who have destroyed our

land bulldozed me and buried my branches.


But beneath Caterpillar tracks in the warm

earth my seeds will hibernate until it is

time for a renaissance when once more a

leafed limb will offer forth its laden harvest.


My gesture is peace, though resilience and

persistent resistance will never be up for

barter, I'm a perennial I'm Green I'm Black

I’m an irenic symbol, now I bleed my sap.

“Approximately one million olive trees, many of which were centuries old, have been uprooted by Israel since 1967. They don't only uproot them on the pretext that they need to make space for settlements or other Occupation infrastructure.10 Nov 2023
Ryan O'Leary
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Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
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