Truer Than Cenotaphs

What apter monument could be
Than chopping some memorial tree?
Done up in camo green and brown
It staunchly stands, till taken down
Because its presence isn't worth
The price of keeping in the earth.
It causes no expensive mess
With post-traumatic homelessness;
And, as with those whose carven name
Gives crutch to politicians' fame,
The sacrifice goes not to waste;
For trees can always be replaced.

Stumpy Oakshott