I,TREE

Now here when i stand

on the verge of my death

I see you laughing

I don't envy your laughter

but I do fear your tears.

I fought with the droughts

I had a battle with the floods

I gave up my beauty for your shelter

I sacrificed my children for your food.

You have eyes

but you cannot see my pain.

You have ears

but you cannot hear my cries.

And I have no eyes but

I can still visualize your dreadful future.

And I have no ears but

I can still hear that final bell ringing.

My worry is not my death

but my concern is your life.