His Eyes See Only Thorns Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb

He never knew how to grow his trees
He kept cutting them down, he tore their leaves
His heart not knew if it watered his seeds
His air not knew when it should breeze.

All day he ploughed his land
Not knowing his seed lost in the sand
The water he did seek was left evaporate
He let no help across his gate.

His gate his heart locked
All his streams and light left blocked
His flowers and leaves, thorns and twigs mocked
But they could never be reality that shocked.

Even though every man saw his flowers and leaves
He was left with thorns and twigs to weave.