Mother / Father / Son

Mother

A tree is many things

They are Pillars of Creation

Symbols of hope

Creatures of Nurture

They are Gateways for man

But without them

They are the destruction of us all

Father

Green, Lush, Life.

Tall, Wisdom, Fruit.

Growth.

Beauty, Strength,

Branch.

Stability, Foundation, Age

Stoic, Hollow,

Vibrant.

Natural, Supplement, Enchanting –

A

Tree

Doesn’t really care how you describe it.

Son

I am the biggest being I have ever seen

I can hear everything,

I am stronger than all

those around me is tiny

Weak

I seen a baby in the river today

swallowing water

It started crying

I tried soothing it

Feels different

Then

A loud shot rang out

It hurt

I was scared

They tie me down, tiny things,

They took something sharp to my teeth

It hurt

So bad

I try to crush tiny things

They stab my feet

I try

I try

It hurts

The tiny things leave me red, leave me in pain

I die

Swallowing water.

#20192020 #Poetry