Lord Tree has reached a verdict!

we have seen the evidence

we have heard the tale

we have reached a judgement

and justice shall prevail

we ask of the defendant

to rise and face the court

and hear our reasoned verdict

from us, a noble sort

(it was then that heads did shake

slowly to and fro

grim and solemn features

come to deal their fatal blow)

we have reached a verdict

and guilty is the finding

there shall be no appeal

for the verdict is quite binding

you were in the garden

and refused to understand

that you are of the garden

you are of the land

you are not a separate beast

but as gifted as you are

you turned away from paradise

and turned your back on stars

you tore up your humanity

and tossed it on the heap

you lay down for your master

the illusion that you seek

you did not feel the earth alive

you beat it like a slave

you put your soul into a box

and prayed you would be saved

you put your god so far away

he could not interfere

the promise of eternal life

while death was everywhere

but god would not vindicate

your god of ancient texts

the thunder god of Abraham

the spirit of T-Rex

but fiction has a friend in man

where belief can trump a fact

and stories told so long ago

still dominate this act

and so today, you weary fool

we give you now your sentence:

you must live among yourselves

but there shall be no repentance

you will not see god in others

or feel connected to the all:

you must be at a distance

though there never was a fall

it wasn't a creator

who kicked you out from in the garden

it was yourselves, in ignorance

who blocked the way and blocked the pardon

but there will be an ending

both happy and profound

but you will never find it

in this circle that goes round

no beginning, and no end

no justice and no bail

when at last you wake up

having built up your own jail

perhaps your love will be enough

of family and friends

tell your stories about Eden

where all meaning at last ends

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