When forest captives cry, who hears?

There was a tree in the forest which was tied

By an old scary rope which was backed by sky

A terrible anger

Seeped through it

It called for freedom

But was not heard

Its stem was big

Its leaves, enough

It shook in littles

And shook in raging

Although afraid for its

Life because of winds

It fought until tsunamis

Bowed as the rope tore to pieces

And rustled that persistence pays

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

2 thoughts on “THE GREAT TREE

  1. This has been my guiding intention, a set p at a time, not run at your fullest speed, I believe this what you are saying or how I am interrupting, for the turtle will finish the race,I love this piece
    Many blessings Cecilia and most of all peace

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