The Tree of Death

I see the Blood on the leaves.

The death of Generation seed.

This Generation is catching fire, it’s getting hard for me to breathe.

I try to put this fire out, but it grows larger each time.

Piled up with lies, hate, and envy; and even Black on Black crime.

It’s like a beautiful wild fire.

Nature is the destruction,

The trees that are caught on fire are the mind controlled public.