Trust

The tree was there standing alone.
Patiently waiting to welcome the morn.
It had a secret of forest to tell
To one who could keep it well.

Nature blew the wind across.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
But bad! The tree could hardly stare
When the wind became the air.

A giraffe happened to come across.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
The giraffe came and ate its leaves.
It saw something and suddenly flees.

Many days and weeks came across.
The tree was always ready to break the laws.
But bad! The tree could hardly find a day
To say what it wanted to say.

One day, a bird happened to cross.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
But poor! The bird fell on ground
After a deadly firing sound.

A man with a gun happened to cross.
The tree was ready to break the laws.
The hidden secret was at last told.
The secret of forest was at last sold.

The next day, an apocalypse came.
The yesterday and tomorrow were not same.
The destruction of forest could be seen.
Every human was being so mean.

The same man with an axe happened to cross.
The man was ready to break the laws.
The tree which once stood like a wall,
After breaking a trust, had to fall.

By Jawad Haider