The Way Of A Tree Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

The Way Of A Tree



I view the mountain
with a heart in pain,
the ruthless feller
is roaming all over,
two trees have fallen
their bodies taken,
his ax does not choose
which bides or goes,
he minds not the nest
set on a tree's crest,
his is the power
of the world's owner,
his eyes soon will meet
my old shaking feet,
no fear daunts my heart,
I have done my part.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Ferdinand L Quintos

Ferdinand L Quintos

Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines
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