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Petrified Money Tree

It is almost time for another state election and this year I have been put in a position where I have realised how important government support can be to a person's life. Obviously there is not unlimited funding but it is important to focus our vote on the party that spends money supporting the community and not the party that cuts funding so much it creates a petrified money tree. I think this poem will illustrate why government support and funding is crucial. 


Petrified Money Tree

I think of a petrified forest and it's darkness and it reminds me how quickly lack of money can create a mess. 

Instead of an entire forest though I am responsible for one petrified money tree because of a year of weakening ability. 

Usually it is my words and music that feed my family's money tree and make it grow but when my disability stops me the tree's growth does slow.

Such a tree should not be as skinny as a sapling or vine. It is amazing how quickly fortunes can sink below the poverty line. 

Politicians like to play the logger and fell the money tree and pretend a single seed is all the currency we need. 

In years past I believed that money flowed freely with just a single shake of a branch but now I do not have the energy to sustain one petrified money tree. 

CVI 2018

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