As an umbrella without an
umbrella,
A tree stands under the Sun
all the day,
Serving you and me as an
umbrella.
Giving oxygen and sucking poison,
A tree clears the air for us
to breathe.
Offering its all parts to all
animals,
Does it demand anything in
return?
With no shield to defend
with, nor a sword
To offend with, it stands for
our mercy.
We are indebted to plants
much more than
To animals and humans for our
lease.
To kill it is to murder it, a
crime.
To be ungrateful to it is a
sin.
To dig your own grave is the
biggest fun.
Be a tree for each house,
planted and grown.
Be a tree for each child, to
grow along.
Things made of wood be gone
out of demand,
With carpenters
rehabilitated.
New roads be cut with pits
made for trees.
Like orphanage, stray trees
may get a home.
Youngsters, unless you
resolve it with faith,
The world to the future will
have no mirth.
24.05.2008
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