As Versatile As A Bamboo Shoot
I am bamboo!
Hollow, jointed, flexible, fast-growing.
Chop me down with your machete and I grow back by the end of the day.
Dig me up for dinner and I will not even notice,
You have simply snipped off a toenail.
“I” am the whole grove.
Why do I exist in such profusion?
Because I serve so many purposes.
We must all serve all.
I just make it my trademark.
Friday, May 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art