Keith O.J. Hunt Poet Free verse

Warrior Neath the Oak

The strong endure, they say
   I always wondered who 'they' were ----
   who were strong enough to say,
   " The strong endure "  ----
   " Yet, what if the enduring is too much,
   is it not relative? "  I say
   " No, " they say ----
   " then it wouldn't matter, so ----
   the strong endure.... "
   " Oh," I say ----
   " this is wisdom too " 

But I've seen trees torn from the ground ----
   roots and all mind you,
   from a greater gale too mighty
   for even oaks

I've seen a mightier warrior in my own father,
   upon my sister's death....
   reduced to a morsel;
   I'll endure,
   (til I'm an oaken-warrior)

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Charmaine Chircop March 12, 2014 at 12:36 PM The strong endure...but sometimes showing our weak side can t be helped..and that shows that We are human ..I really enjoyed reading this poem which touches the soul.