An Earnest Plea

This poem presents a tree’s perspective. I have re-blogged it from Sumita Tah’s website.

English Literature and Grammar

Trees also deserve 'Right to life.' It is their world too.
Nature is voiceless. Let us speak out for her.
Photo by Rachel Baskin

Hot summer I can bear,
I really enjoy the rain;
I shall endure cold winter,
When it arrives again.

I love it when the wind blows,
I like it when it’s still.
Everything I perceive around,
Fills me with infinite thrill.

It’s the smoke that chokes me,
The dust is too much to breathe.
It’s poison that I’m inhaling,
While exhaling O2 through leaves.

I writhe in pain as they chop me,
My hands, my arms, my throat…
They’re deaf to my painful pleadings;
As they’re deaf to sacrificial goats.

I wish humans were humane,
Wish, they were kind like trees.
Wish, they were loving and giving,
Wish, life would flow like breeze.

We trees don’t desire abundance,
We need just water and air.
Humans live for a few years;
Yet, ravage while they’re there.

For…

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