There was once a tree
in the heart of the old city.
The city developed and now was cunning ,shrewd
The tree became old and bruised.
The city tied threads to it , wished to gods,
tree confused & in a shock .
The threads caused pain ,and agony
while the gods accepting offerings remained busy.
The fruit falls and the devotee ecstatic.
Gods get more offerings and the tree more threads.
Tree wants to end his suffering , denies giving fruit ,
Tree doesn’t bear fruit , city amused ,finds it of no use.
The tree cries and sheds some leaves ,city says don’t litter the road please.
The tree breaks some branches,tries in vain
A car’s glass gets damaged ,the city roars again.
Too much for both to co-exist
The city axes the tree,the tree couldn’t resist
Tree doesn’t get a funeral ,nor is buried down
Since it’s just an old damn tree , nor does it make any sound.
The tree’s branches offered to God ,
The tree meets the god and asks why me ?!!
The god reminds him of the previous century !
The tree , being alone in the old poor city ,
had wished for the city to grow in number and prosperity !!!