The Oak Tree
Location
I have fallen
One of many, but
no other alike.
Count my wood rings
Tell my story, now
know my plight.
Meet my mommy
red hair and short
no other alike.
Meet my daddy
Strong and portly -
no other alike.
No friends at school
but my gameboy
no other alike.
Put in classes
too hard for them
too few chose right
The math-study games
every car ride
and every night
Get to grade six
friends over grades
discipline tight
I meet M-J
drugs over friends
my head feels light
six more years’ haze
future now dark
no wind no flight
stillness in dan
ethic all gone
glazed eyes see right
a fall from grace
whatever that [is]
creeping contrite
Alone again
fighting myself
winning this fight
Haze now clearing
brain still mending
from drugs, their might
Climbing mountains
foot holes falling
no fear of heights
Alas, I’ve done it!
Horizon far
the light so bright
I’ll plant myself in the fields of prosperity
Until my convictions have become the oak tree
I have won the war with winter’s cold night
and the better self has defeated “me,”
no other alike.