To be a Banana Tree

No use for these eyes
For someone who couldn't see
You cannot absorb lies
When you're a banana tree

A soft trunk might be different
Despite others with solid ones
Though it's not as hard as cement
It withstands storms by a dance

No one as honest as it is
If it's prosperous or it's dying
It reveals its colors where it sits
Always its true state its showing

A season when this tree provides
Sweet banana for everybody
A purpose, and it doesn't confides
No soft side to show for anybody

© Dizon