Look How Far You've Come

I gave you a tree
and you said tree
and then cut and cut
until you were
hoarse with calling
back the rings
back the branches.
I gave you wind
and you thought it 
was a box a sheet  
something to cart away 
all you had burned.
I gave you land 
and you dug a pit
a canal you dug stone
from a quarry 
and now look
look at the statues
one by one how
they resemble you.

From Without Wings by Laurie Lamon. Copyright © 2009 by Laurie Lamon. Used by permission of CavanKerry Press, www.cavankerrypress.org. All rights reserved.