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Lean not on to me O' dear one I am weary and old All day in the sun Standing, bearing The heat and rain Abused and vandalized Pinned with pain My branches shade To one and all Now too old to stand I am ready to fall No leaves, no greenery Only dead branches stand Birds just pass by As I am stuck on this land An woodcutter showed No mercy today Chopped off all branches And took all my pieces away Now I am just rooted Like an ugly dying pole Wishing for a great storm To release my tortured soul... ©sim
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Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 11:22 PM UTC
Pinned With Pain
Lean not on to me O' dear one I am weary and old All day in the sun Standing, bearing The heat and rain Abused and vandalized Pinned with pain My branches shade To one and all Now too old to stand I am ready to fall No leaves, no greenery Only dead branches stand Birds just pass by As I am stuck on this land An woodcutter showed No mercy today Chopped off all branches And took all my pieces away Now I am just rooted Like an ugly dying pole Wishing for a great storm To release my tortured soul... ©sim
Respect the nature, respect our trees, if they ain't around, there will be no breeze. Don't just kick on a dying tree to make it fall...look carefully, it may just be alive like our grandparents.
#nature#pain#absue#vandalism#mercy#torture
Seema
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Seema
41/F/Fiji Islands
Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 11:22 PM UTC
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