Sunken Willows

Were you ploughed or soaked in a poisonous brine?
Or were you trampled by those heavy feet of mine?

Did someone seal you on envelopes of messages unkind?
Or were you thrown at the devil's shrine?
And when was the last you kissed the sunshine
Or when were you tied on a maiden's hand?
Did the rains keep you beneath the land?
When was the last you let a bumble sit on your skin
Or a touch was never a thing?
And did you care to trim the thorns of time?
Still thinking about the olden crimes?
Tread again 

for one more time.