the willow and the oak

the willow tree

bends

breaks

and when

the wind

tore

through

i heard

it

the screeching

scream

hollow

noise

sound

felt

so deep

it shook

me

in my

bones

i promised

then

ALWAYS

i would

never

if a tree

i must be

i’ll be

an oak

i’ll grow

and grow

and

if you must

then you’d

have to cut

me

down

but

i wouldn’t

just fall

just rot

even then

as a tree

i’d fight

in my

own way

for this

for that.

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