I was born during a great depression.
Yea I was planted for a specific reason.
They watered me because I’m their treasure.
It is obvious that my fruit is their pleasure.
They stopped watering me, but the lord threw his rain on me.
They tried to cut me but I never stayed on the ground.
I grew up and became taller than those who cut me down.
They neglected me because I did not have any advantage.
The few moments I was down, there were few repentance.
I am just a Tree but speaking is my only difference from you.
I live, grow, then die just like you do.
So why distinguishing me from you?
Are you just ignorant of my necessities?
When you are alone,
come close to me and I will let you sit under my trunk.
My leaves will be your companions.
When it is hot,
I will protect you from the heat of the sun.
Indeed, respect me and I won’t expect anything else from you .
If you read and understand then our friendship is up to you!
My name is Yatma, I am here today to tell you guys how I can see myself through a "Tree”.
As a person who frequents the borders and fault-lines of disparate social groups without ever actually being a part of them, my intentions are often misconstrued and accusations of hypocrisy are not unheard of.
I like to believe however that I carry the same message within me at all times. And while it may be inscribed in mutually unintelligible languages, the import is very much the same. Also, I rarely move anywhere outside of my own comfort zone as far as people are so concerned and so socially speaking, I am a Tree and I don’t shout out the message. Sufficiently interested? You’re welcome to read me.
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