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The Angry Tree


*Illustration reference:

“The Thinking Tree”

of Ginosa, Puglia, Italy


There once was a tree

That grew to hate the world

Hated all the passersby

The heedless boys and girls


Hated all the cars and trucks

That spewed their evil gasses

It saw so many of its friends

Reduced to swaths of ashes


Grew so tall to hate the sky

The clouds, the sun, the rain

For everything was leaching blight

That brought the tree great pain


The tree was not alone

In hating all these things

The flowers and the blades of grass

The birds that loved to sing


All these creatures in their ways

Were tired too and mad

The world once clean and sparkle-ing

Was now so grey and sad


And all the people laughed

At the tree that seemed to seethe

Little did they know the woods

Cleaned all the air they breathed


So came the day the tree gave up

Picked up its roots and left

The grass and flowers stayed below

And died a quiet death


And all the living things

Began to cough and cry

For nothing was around to clean

The poisons from the sky


It tried to tell the people

Be wary of their ways

For if you live without a care

Short-numbered are your days


So will we ever learn?

To live more dutifully?

Or are we destined to give up -

Just like that angry tree…

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