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Jul 2015
It stood completely dried
Burnt by the fire below
Lit by some stupid inhuman man
of the remains of the waste generated by him.

It stood so tall and might
Housing innumerable nests and birds
Cheered by the chirping of the little birds
Calm and strong protecting them like a father.

It stood so tall and might
Giving shade to those who toil and tire
in the fields surrounding
Giving them a space to nap a bit during their breaks.

It stood tall and might
Giving fruits and flowers
to the young kids who passed by
Who climbed and caressed by clinging to its branches..

It stood tall and might
Loving all, protecting all
Irrespective of being friend or foe
Offering twigs and firewood to women and poor..

It stood tall and might
Protecting from the rains and the sun
from the cyclones and dust storms
From floods and droughts...

It stood tall and might
Protecting so many young plants around
Grass and herbs,
Creepers and climbers alike like a mother would do to her kids.

But...today....

It stood completely dried
Burnt by the fire below
Lit by some stupid inhuman man
of the remains of the waste generated by him.

It still stood tall
with its completely dried golden leaves
A few more days or weeks it may stand
Before the termites and insects
would make it fall down
and along with it, years of memories it brightened up
All through its life ...
Raghu Menon
Written by
Raghu Menon  Pondicherry, INDIA
(Pondicherry, INDIA)   
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