The Woe

 Once a peasant decided to send

His oldest son to bring some wood.

The peasant showed the forest end

And taught his son for his own good

To take an ax and the old cart

And fell some drier trees.

To cut them into smaller parts

To transport them in ease.

His son asked then what happens if

A wheel is broken down

He nodded head in disbelief

Who'd help if troubles's found?

The father answered though

If you find yourself in plight

You should call the woe.

She would do all that is right.

The son took an ax and the old cart

He harnessed their mare

And deep into a forest part

For his worst despair

The car broke down, he called for long

The woe though left him all alone

The night was falling - he got strong

And helped hmself on his own.

He came back home in disbelief

He asked his father why he lied

The father smiled in a mischief

And he gave repply:

And what has happened, dear son?

Woe helped you, when you were alone

Cause if you want to get things done

You should rely on your own.