the tumbleweed and the OAK TREE ©

As the wind blows with great force, 
the truth will stand solid. Attached to its roots. 
Strong like an oak tree, it cannot be moved. 
A lie can be blown away by the slightest breeze. 
rolling around from town to town,
like a tumbleweed because inside, it's hollow, empty. 
With no ground to stand on, no legs to walk with, 
it needs someone to tell it. That tumbleweed wants, 
it needs for everyone to believe that it can defeat the oak tree. 
                                          © trulysincerelyy