Poem by Gordon L. Magill
- Gordon L. Magill
- Oct 20, 2020
- 1 min read
In the darkest forest of the human psyche
grows a tree has flourished ten thousand years;
this tree is one that will not die,
is not immortal, but endures;
nor has its birth in nature or civility
but spreads and spreads
fed on soil from all wars and inhumanity
through the ages until today

Coiled in its roots lie hate and fear
the massive trunk is corded with patriarchy
and the spreading branches of this nightmare tree
are misogyny, monotheism, monarchy, colonialism,
capitalism, and the myth of intellectual, cultural
and racial supremacy.
In the darkness of the human psyche
the tree flowers evil through the night:
flowers of war and conquest; slavery, every bondage;
genocide, the Inquisition, the Great Burning
of millions of innocent women;
the extermination of species and indigenous cultures;
usurpation of native lands, the use of science
for mass destruction; the rape and pillage of the Earth;
not last, the over-heating of the planet.
This vast tree can not be uprooted
nor can it be felled, burned down;
nor is there a poison that will make it die.
Indeed it thrives on poisoned thoughts —
poisoned thoughts that are taught
since babyhood to every mind in which the tree
is planted and grows.
The only hope, the only cure, the only salvation,
to overcome the power of this dark forest tree
is the light: the light of empathy, of tolerance,
of understanding, of mutuality, of shared destiny,
of unconditional love for all peoples,
all beliefs, all hopes and dreams:
that this light of consciousness will illuminate
the minds of the young and children yet to come,
then all humanity may share the common dream
of peace ― and learn to live as one
on this tiny, fragile planet under our only sun.
© Gordon L. Magill 2020
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