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The lament of a tree
I am dead
even with my outstretched
leafy branches,
a huge trunk and
blooming flowers.
Cyclonic storms could
never dare to uproot
my gigantic stature.
No lightning could
pierce through
my veins ever.
I am dead
when travelers no more
repose under my shades,
no footsteps vibrate
the earth under me,
When unheeded are
The beauty of flowers
and ripening my fruits.
I am dead
without any cattle grazing
around me,
when no army of ants
crawls along my body
to defend against
invading leaf eaters.
My life exist
with the moving
living beings around.
©susen
even with my outstretched
leafy branches,
a huge trunk and
blooming flowers.
Cyclonic storms could
never dare to uproot
my gigantic stature.
No lightning could
pierce through
my veins ever.
I am dead
when travelers no more
repose under my shades,
no footsteps vibrate
the earth under me,
When unheeded are
The beauty of flowers
and ripening my fruits.
I am dead
without any cattle grazing
around me,
when no army of ants
crawls along my body
to defend against
invading leaf eaters.
My life exist
with the moving
living beings around.
©susen
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