I am tree, <br />But not free <br />My stem is being; <br />Cut by forces of modernization <br />Environmental love, <br />Sacrificed on altar of commercialization <br /> <br />The gardener who was in love with me <br />Dates a skyscraper now <br />The builder gave him a terrace flat <br />His wife said wow. <br /> <br />It seems all my released oxygen <br />Went to the woodcutter <br />Who breathed on me, so that one day; <br />I could be his slaughter <br /> <br />My roots are competing with <br />The foundation stone of my neighbor <br />Who shall get more of the mother earth? <br />Me or the skyscraper <br /> <br />29 June 2009<br /><br />Nikunj Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tree-38/
