The Tree's Emotions When Being Cut

The axe brought to cut the tree,

The one cannot resist the tree being glee

The leaves hold themselves in fear,

Falling crystals of golden-green tears

The fruits on it get anxious and depressed,

For they are in no proof of why being killed

The branches brown and wonder of rusting themselves,

Cause they are furious at humans for cutting trees

The birds have their homes as nests,

Which they made with difficulty and less rest

If I know why are they taking away one’s body,

I would throw the axe and give them sufficient money

The soul calls and cries for not leaving the tree,

The body with mercy calls of not being away from the soul for many

The trees for us are remarkably special,

Which make our life better

The tree is a gift of nature,

So to it, we should provide great affection.