Its Link To A Root Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No child can be expected,
To bloom alone...
Into a responsible adult.
Without flourishing to be nourished,
By examples set.
With those steps to follow.

Every tree we see,
In appearance that may seem to be...
Different from the others,
Has a quality unique.
Bringing with it assistance,
To supply the air for all to breathe.

Unquenching curiosity,
Should be encouraged to explore.
Not ignore or abort this adventure.
Or have its presence from our eyes,
Nor our ears become diminished.
With psycho analysis we teach.
To eventually manipulate and destroy,
The process we've come to know...
As humanity.
The only thing left we have yet,
Found ways to completely eliminate.