I Am A Pine

You had me believe you were a beauty 

A seed, a flower, a fruit, a sweet, to me you seemed 

Your dark branches enchanted me but you aren’t the wise tree you seemed 

You are a sweet poison for which they thirst 

Your branches creep 

Go back to the creek where you weep 

Where your lies seep into the mouths of thirsty innocents 

I hope you like it there in the creek where the light does not shine 

Because I will never go back again 

For I am a pine 

In the divine light I shine 

Upon the heavens I reach 

My tall branches preach the lesson of peace 

Truth 

And an honest pine I am 

For I am a pine 

And In the divine light I shine