Stripped Naked Poem by Philo Yan

A naked tree stands silently
when a black bird came to sit.
The black bird was so curious
and so he started to tweet,

"What happened to your leaves?
What happened Mr Tree?
What happened to your flowers?
What happened Mr Tree? "

The naked tree lets out a sigh.
In a raspy voice it whispers,

"I wish I could grow some wings
I wish I could fly
I wish I could rot away,
I wish I could die."

The little bird was so startled
that the tree wanted to die.
He wished he could teach the tree
to uproot, flap away and fly.

But all he could do was silently
sit on the naked tree and cry
and keep the naked tree company
until he had to fly.

Each time we pass that naked tree
stripped bare, can the world see?
Like humans who feel lonely
Most bear the cross silently.