Think of a tree (go back »)

Think of a tree

Stretching its legs in its hunger

Filtering water in its greed.

Think of a tree

Bending its back in its comfort

Claiming its right to be free

Think of a tree

Moving its branches in its joy

While growing as it should be

But think of a tree

Screaming aloud in its agony

Wondering what is its destiny

Think of a tree

Being ruthlessly hacked up by axes

And carried away in its pain

Think of a tree

Burning up on a high chimney

Until nothing is left of the tree

Think of a tree

Who once was alive and grew freely

Although now there is nothing left,

Agree not to disagree,

That we are and will be,

As is and once was,

The tree.

In Poetry