Energy growing from within

Unseen beauty outside

Yet it does not move

It stands tall and proud

Like a great powerful tree

But he stands alone

With no friend but himself

No one to help him, but him

He is used for energy

Also for his beauty

His numerous arms

His painful hair

He looks innocent

But if you come near

He shall attack without moving

He stands alone in the desert

In the night

In the sun

He feels no pain

But if you touch him

He will hurt you

A plant almost human

Containing the same things humans have

Maybe he too has a mind

He, the cactus

With his open arms