Strange Fruit

Strange fruit hanging limply from the tree

Evil so vile and and so plain to see

Sorrow drooping towards the floor

That what once was is no more

Murder spelling beginning of end

Sin so bad no one can defend

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Karen Burns is 49 and lives in Coventry, England. She is a graduate at Warwick after completing a Social Studies degree. Her interests are reading, poetry, writing reviews and she has a blog all about her daughter who has an eating disorder.