Rotten to the Core
Even the giants can be rotten to the core
Beautiful on the outside and not much more
A view that makes folks ooh and aah
Shake their heads admiringly he’s come very so far
Strong bulging limbs give appearance of strength
Wide spread arms are open full length
Children enjoy his shade climbing high in his arms
Higher they climb without fear or alarm
Yelling and hollering, “Mom look at me!”
Dads down below asking, “Wbat do you see?”
This old giant’s been around for very many years
Seen wind and rain and even a few tears
But now he gone ready for the flames
Lying on the ground on a horizontal plane
No one knew he was rotten to the core
Everyone thought he would last a few more
But when that fateful wind gripped his strong limbs
He fell with a crash no holding back the wind
When all had gathered to wonder and know more
They saw to their shock he was hollow and rotten to the core
Things take their toll when death comes knocking at your door
Especially when you’re hollow and rotten to the core
Photos: Dwight L Roth
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