by Arian Rey Tejano
Though you are mature cane,
You are still grass.
How did they mount your
Pliant body
If no ropes to knot you
If sand dunes rather strengthen
Your root
Loosely you will fall
How long can
Your suntanned body endure
The light weight
Of ceaseless work.
By now, rootless-
Leafless,
As you are;
No more sap
And soundless breath
To fend
This Artificial
Growth.
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