Young and Broke

A sapling just sprout in the forest lushes and green
A sky so appealing for it loves to rain
A sun so warm and loving takes care of me,
Brothers surround me,
My Father not far away,
My Mother beside
My side is protected from extreames
My life will be presious as I plan to grow into riches.

The life of love is short for when I get big enough to truly grow
The world of growth is a true struggle,
Brothers fighting mother
Mother fighting me,
And I thought
We were a rich society.

Young and Broke

Branches snap, life falls as one brother goes
Strength comes in more through less
Learning to be happy with less
Less lends to loss,
But loss makes
Strength

Strength in my limbs as they grow sturdy
As my brothers and family
Struggle in society,
I sit back
Relax
Realize that patience
Ruthless patience is my only weapon
Roots fight over roots
Strength in my short sturdy slow stems streaming up

Years come and go,
The family has spread out and fallen to grow
The world around us seems so small
Then one day far ahead I see
Above the tops of my fellow trees
My world becomes much larger and then I notice something smaller

CRACK CRACK CRACK

What is this?
My curiosity grows with my pain
As my mind just gained past  youths strain
I see as the earth comes to me,
Something short sturdy strong
Just like me with some sort of strong arm
Tearing apart at my stem
Steming from the fallen buds I see the growth of one of my own sons.
Streaming my last wishes I ask only one thing,
GROW, GROW, grow above all else learn become strong
For to fall young and broke
Is like falling fumbling fourtuineless down fathoms of your own created hole.
Life is in your own hands youth, sprout and never fall, grow to the sky.