Underestimates...

Branches fall from the black oak tree, smashing the habitat's of those that live below. The ant hill opening is imprisoned underneath a giant twig. The rabbits hole is blocked by a barricade of cloven branches. Another arm of the tree lays upon a nest of eggs. Crushed under the power of the branch, they lay broken, the frail embryos exposed, defenseless. Once the large oak offered shelter, shade, protection, and love. Now as the wind upsets its limbs they bend and break, falling to the ground. What does this all remind you of? You getting kicked off the team and coming home to yell at your unsuspecting, innocent brother? You kicking your dog because you fall off your bike? You helpless beneath the anger of your father, triggered by his alcoholism?