Psalm of a tree.
Under a tree I sat
Near a big Buddhist vat
Leaves were scuttling
Ants were rustling
I heard the tree cry
I didn't know why?
I asked the tree
Why it screeched
The tree replied that it was hurt
Because of human's curt
Its branches were cut
Just because of axe's rut
And after this it went to a long sleep
It died with a deep bleep
It left me in thoughts so deep
My emotions were in full leap
Pledge not to cut a tree
Let the trees smile not weep
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:26 PM UTC
Psalm of a tree.
Under a tree I sat
Near a big Buddhist vat
Leaves were scuttling
Ants were rustling
I heard the tree cry
I didn't know why?
I asked the tree
Why it screeched
The tree replied that it was hurt
Because of human's curt
Its branches were cut
Just because of axe's rut
And after this it went to a long sleep
It died with a deep bleep
It left me in thoughts so deep
My emotions were in full leap
Pledge not to cut a tree
Let the trees smile not weep
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