Poem
We live in a time where a lot of effort is put into making people know that only they can decide their destiny. We do live in an age where we have the ability to be whoever or whatever we want to be. Some people exploit that and become great, while others don't and fail. This poem is was inspired by the reality of nature and its relevancy to our society. The Sapling Young and fragile, thin, hanging on to life dearly, Unoriginal, but original in every way, Reliant upon greater beings, Knowing that it's life can snuffed out instantly, like a spark waiting to catch fire, The green dwarf of nature, with the potential of becoming majestic, a giant waiting to sprout, a king waiting to be crowned, it's watchers hoping silently, that only it can determine it's survival.