A Broken Family Tree 

by  Lori McBride 

I am one of many
Small  branches  of a broken tree
Always looking to the  ones  above
For guidance, strength, and security
One little branch trying
To keep the others from breaking away
Who will fall?
And who will stay? 
Now I stand alone, 
Looking at the earth through the rain, 
And I see the broken branches I knew 
Scattered about me in pain .
 There are those who have taken an ax
To the root of our very foundation
And who have passed this destruction
Down to every new generation
If I could take that ax ,
I would toss it deep into the sea, 
Never to return again
To harm the generations that follow me. 
I am one of many, 
But alone I will go 
And plant the new  seeds
Where a beautiful tree   will grow
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Ambiguity
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Emotion
Negation
Apostrophe
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