I am a tree

I am a tree

I am a plant– I am a friend
I am a tree- I am a mother
Never hack me down
Never ask for a famine
I am your mother don’t ever sell me
You are my son never slash me down

In the heart of mother soil in the throat of seeds
My song with the lips of an infant a welcome note to the nature
Have you not liked this song of green leaves?

When a child kicks on the heart with its legs
A mother as a blessing sheds the tears of happiness
Though you throw the stones I gift you the fruits

Turning the useless air into life saving oxygen
I have to save you from the effluence
Even from the birth we pity you all

Sunlight as food and salts as milk
Mixing them together I made the first food
Don’t ever cut the mother who fills your stomach

Your culture is to cut us the living
For the dead humans, to pile a pyre
Ours is the responsibility that Life is a sacrifice

Though you slash our bodies leave the roots in the earth
Keep a way to come up again for you
If you want an extraction first plant ten trees