Poem

A Broken Family Tree

Lori A. Cain

I am one of many
Small branches of a broken tree
Always looking to the ones above
For guidance, strength and security.
One little branch trying
To keep the others from breaking away
Who will fall?
And who will stay?
Now I stand alone
Looking at the earth through the rain
And I see the broken branches I knew
Scattered about me in pain.
There are those who have taken an axe
To the root of our very foundation
And who have passed this destruction
Down to every new generation.
If I could take that axe
I would toss it deep into the sea
Never to return again
To harm the generations that follow me.
I am one of many
But alone I will go
And plant the new seeds
Where a beautiful tree will grow.

Comment:

        As a person who is experiencing this problem it is very difficult to make myself more stronger without the help of a whole family. But now, I know that my life is still going on. This poem makes me realize that if some people and any trials who stands as the barriers and hindrance of life ,I should face it fairly and  accept the reality. I should be persistent of any coming challenges for I want my life to be better and be complete someday. Face what are the realities and believe in myself that soon some things will be the other way of the opposite that I am into. I know that God has given me this thing because He has purpose.