MOM’S TREE

poet , ANJALI DENANDI , MOM ‘’
WHY ? WHY ? WHY ?………
i planted a plant in a village ;
then ,eight years , was my age ;
it was a coconut tree ; too little !
then , my mom said , “ it can feel ; ‘’
I pore water on it ;
it stood ,at day and at night ,
under open sky ,
but could not watched the sun ,
moon and stars ;
because it had no eyes ;left and right ;
did not walk and run .
or could never fly ;
never talked , also;
only it cooked food by the day — light ;
used soil’s water,
and oxygen of air also ;
it’s body was it’s kitchen ;
it could breath at day and night also;
i could not understand ,
“ how can it feel ! ?……………”
it became too-big , later ;
no branches ;
it gave so many fruits ;
i collected those ,
by my own -hands ;
a man climbed up ,
and from the top ,
he threw the coconuts;
on the ground,
then,all fruits created sound ;
i picked up all, from the ground;
i put all in a big — sack ;
then i came in my house from my garden;
in garden ,
there was the tree ;
one day, the lightning,fell down on it ;
burned it .
i watched and watched …………..
from very far ,
i could nothing for it .
it finished.
it was dead . 
it stood ,
but no leaf ;
no coconut ;
i did not cry for it .
though i loved to it .
why ? i did not know it !
why i could not cry for it ?
I did not cry ………………!
why ? why ? why ?……………
yes , i ate it’s fruits with joy of love ;
it was my dear !
yet , did not come down ,
my tears,………………………
when it burned ,…………….
then no fire –brigade came,
I did not call the fire-brigade,
For throwing of water ,on it ;
No , I could not call them ;
So,it was burning and burning…..
I was seeing and seeing…………..
Aahhaa ! it became dead !
yes , i was a human,
i took from the tree ,
but not saved it !
why ? why ? why ?………..
shame , shame , shame ……..!
let , now , we take care of it !
though it have no hearts,
and so, have no heart-beats;
but we have hearts,
with heart-beats ;
and also without beats,
yet ,these can feel,
like us ;
and above all,
it gift to us all;
without gifts of these,
we can not live.
But we are not careful
For the trees;
feel ,please !
 pray , these,
without words,
only by own — movements ,
“ love us ! 
free our lives !
from your bad works !
Kindly ! Don’t kill us !
We are your well wishers !
Don’t be cruel to us !
Oh ! our users ! 
Don’t be fool !
Without us,
You will not stay !
On the earth .
So , don’t be,
Own destroyers !
By your destructrive — actions to us,
Save us !
And also ,
You live happily,
 with us !
Think and do it ! 
Oh ! hello ! 
Follow….
Make present,
And future ,
Too- happy ! really !
Live in fresh nature !
Which ,only ,
Gifted by us .”