Forest of Oppurtunity
Trees, thousands of years old
Monoliths of perseverance and life
Great behemoths standing tall
Never giving in to all that assails them
Nor overtaking all that surrounds them
Me, only decades old
Lost in a world with unending oppurtunity
Peace found in an ancient forest
Never will I let it be destroyed
Nor will I squander its potential
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world