Tree's Unnoticed Poem by The First Shrike

stone to sand

Over the years
a layer of stone
has formed around
my small heart

For I'm a
human being
can they not see
that they hurt me
so

When ever they
hurt me

I cry for them
some with empathy
some with pain

I cannot resent them

Yes I have been
wronged
the lie
called a song

For the suffering
all indure
forever goes on.

The mask as I suffer
continue's
to grow thicker

For the pain
caused by other's
just has me
grow thicker

The heart in my chest
I do so chose
of mine own
choice be
soft
not bitter

Yet the beat of a heart
when forced
to suffer
it flutters
shake's
and do I so
tremble.

For shame on those
whom care so little
for child barely grown
whom would so aspire
to the tallest RedWood
if let be inspired.

For unto the light
such majesty
grows

Never to repel
that which is love
or joy

For through the stone
mine root's did mix
take hold
so axe or stone
my BARK doth
repell

So as I grow taller
the rock turn's
to sand
Now a seedling a place
to make there
forever new stand

For from such
is the joy of
love
and happiness

The rain washes
like tear's away
the pain's

Trial's trepidation's
of one's
yesterday's

Forever let
stay