Majestic Old Tree
Majestic old tree, standing tall,
On which tiny ants crawl.
Kindness in his heart, unselfish soul,
The old tree serves all.
Giver of air, fruit and shade,
What a wonder the Almighty made!
Alas, greed took hold,
Man did not hesitate to tip you over.
Here I stand looking at you,
Miserable shadow of your former glory.
Inches from the ground, sorrowful stump,
How I wish you were tall again.
On which tiny ants crawl.
Kindness in his heart, unselfish soul,
The old tree serves all.
Giver of air, fruit and shade,
What a wonder the Almighty made!
Alas, greed took hold,
Man did not hesitate to tip you over.
Here I stand looking at you,
Miserable shadow of your former glory.
Inches from the ground, sorrowful stump,
How I wish you were tall again.
Epilogue
My inspiration for this poem was a mango tree that used to grow outside my house.
When I went to the fruit section of the botanical gardens, I could not help but remember the tree.
The mango tree was already growing when I moved in to my home, and it regularly produced fruit, which would be shared amongst my family members. The tree was also home to a colony of ants and visiting birds. I was quite pleased to see how an ant and a tree, with such a great difference in size, can still manage to co-exist, whereas man nowadays are unappreciative towards nature, with some people even going to the extent of exploiting nature for their own benefit by performing activities such as logging and forest clearing.
A year ago, the tree stopped producing fruit, and my father decided to cut it down to make way for a new tree. Till date the new tree has failed to blossom, which is perhaps nature’s way of avenging itself.
My inspiration for this poem was a mango tree that used to grow outside my house.
When I went to the fruit section of the botanical gardens, I could not help but remember the tree.
The mango tree was already growing when I moved in to my home, and it regularly produced fruit, which would be shared amongst my family members. The tree was also home to a colony of ants and visiting birds. I was quite pleased to see how an ant and a tree, with such a great difference in size, can still manage to co-exist, whereas man nowadays are unappreciative towards nature, with some people even going to the extent of exploiting nature for their own benefit by performing activities such as logging and forest clearing.
A year ago, the tree stopped producing fruit, and my father decided to cut it down to make way for a new tree. Till date the new tree has failed to blossom, which is perhaps nature’s way of avenging itself.
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