The Fallen Tree

The Fallen Tree, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

once
it gave shade
from a seed
a shelter laid
now chopped
by miscreants
for firewood
to sell and trade
tears roll cascade
as it shivered
as it swayed
dont cut me sir
it begged it prayed
but the law of the
urban jungle
by junglees made
not obeyed
no one will
ever come
to this weeping
trees aid
all busy
in their own
work and crusade
dont cut trees
a cosmetic
charade
a thought
parades
once again
by man
betrayed
as they
come in
the middle
of the night
another raid
terrorism
on the soul
of a tree
justice
delayed
the choppers
edge the bleeding
blade .. as a tree
gets raped