Literature
Giant Sequoia
I'm a Giant Sequoia,
What do I do for ya?
Well, there's the fact that I'm a tree.
From my roots down in the soil,
To my crown risin' up before ya-
-Some say that I look royal,
I help you breathe.
I stand hundreds of feet tall,
I'm wondrous, yet lethal-
-If you try climbing up me.
I'm so massive, I see all,
Passive, yet I'm free, small-
-Is the world I see, crawl-
-Beneath me and love me.
I've been around a long time,
Seen a lot of wrong crime,
Done to my relatives, so I'm well-hurt.
Maybe there's a future for my kind,
Don't wanna lose something so sublime,
Take care of us, and you'll be fine-
-Respect your elders.