A rock sits outside a wilting forest's edge
Holding it back from the rushing river
The banks held strong with the mighty rock
Keeping everything behind its hedge

The rock fought the river with all its might
To protect the forest from the rushing current
It stood tall for years and years to come
For it was the only defense in the night

But the rock was aging, and cracking as well
From the years of abuse by the currents might
The water crashed against it, day after day
As if it were under some evil spell

The forest knew not of the rock's position
It knew only a friend who was there when it needed
The rock would greet the forest every morning
But the forest knew not of the rock's opposition

The rock started to crumble and fall away
Little by little, night after night
The rock watched the forest with fear in its eyes
As it knew the forest needed to see another day

So the rock kept on standing
For as long as it could
To hold back the ravenous river
And each day became more demanding

But one day, the rock could not stand it anymore
The persistent river had beaten it too much
The rock's cracks were starting to spread
Yet the forest knew nothing of the rock's breaking core

A rock sits outside a thriving forest's sight
Much smaller now, broken, in pieces
The river rushes through, carving away
The bank of the forest, with all its might