Learn to obey
And all be okay
If you can't, you may break like a tree
Trees have one say
They obey the pressure

When the weather is calm
They feel it warm
They all relax, ready to grow
But look at it!
During windy days, they find it tough

They swing to the side
Directed by the wind
Both small and wide
They do the same
Haven't heard one complain, 'I'm older than them'

What of man?
Be like a tree
And if you do
Let it be pine
It is hard, strong and dynamic

Pine is wise, better than some
It can bend, stand and smile
But what of the rest? They think of strength
When wind shouts, they remain still
It hits their stems, and breaks like a rod.