You Can’t See My Roots

Roth Poetry

You cut me making me bleed

Liquid of life flows down my trunk

You strike and bruise me tearing my skin

Yet I stand tall // strong and mighty

For you can’t see my roots

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You cut off my branches take off all my leaves

Thinking surely he will die

You burn me stripping me bare

Leaving me exposed to the elements

Yet I stand tall // strong and mighty

For you can’t see my roots

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You cut me down to a stump and haul away my trunk

Not much of me left to show

“Surely we have killed him this time…

He has nothing left // his strength is gone”

They do not know // they cannot tell I will rise again

I will come back with exponential strength

For my strength is in my roots

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

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