by Valerie De Jesús

I trusted my father
More than anyone in this world.
He could talk about anything
And I wouldn’t question a single word.
He made me believe in the craziest thing;
Chickens come from trees.

At first, I thought it couldn’t be possible.
How can chickens grow from trees?
But my father proved me wrong;
Chickens come from trees.

He signaled a tree in our backyard
And said; “Look at that tree and tell me what you can see.”
I looked at the tree and said; “All I can see is a tree full of leaves.”
He picked up a rock and said; “Take another look”,
And threw the rock towards the tree.
Chickens jumped off out of nowhere!
My father told me the truth;
Chickens come from trees.

I told everyone about this.
My tree wasn’t an ordinary tree;
My tree could grow chickens.
Why would I keep that as a secret?
No one else had a chicken tree;
No one else had a father like him.

I trusted my father
More than anyone in this world.
He can talk about anything
And I will question his words.
As I no longer believe in the craziest thing;
Chickens do not come from trees.