The Sad Tree

THE SAD TREE (poem)

I am a tree,

I want to be free.

I want to be flowered around,

Not to be covered around.

I want my natural house,

Not this artificial house.

I want birds to sing around me,

Not the children to pluck me.

I am giving you fresh fruits,

But you are killing my roots.

My heart is good,

But yours is bad.

If you make me as your kill,

Then for oxygen you'll bill.

Fruitful flowers rot,

As you are slouching on the cot.

I want to grow high,

But you make me say Bye!

-A.M AmeerSulthan