Poem Challenge

This is nice. Brilliant clever minds and a talent in composition.

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so wait this wasn't a rap challenge? AM OUT!

 

Amidst the eye of a storm stood a sapling forlorn;
Between two mighty spruces were branches of scorn;

Taken much longer to sprout from it's roots;
Beckoned to land far beyond its astute;

Each season yields aspirations anew;
But nature's temper brings about a feud;

To conform or defy with its branches up high;
The young sapling waits looking mystified.