Masharia kanyari

Rookie - 103 Points (Kenya -East Africa)

The Big Tree - Poem by Masharia kanyari

I am a big tree
Magnificent, With branches cast wide,
With my Bark thick and coarse,
Fit for the top of this hill that I call home,
Weather elements are my closest companion,
I have defied Gale force winds,
And Endless hours in the tropical sun,

I am a big tree,
I can afford to lose a branch or two,
I bear fruit for all generously and freely,
And given the time of day,
A decent shade for the animals too,
I accomodate all; I remain too big to discriminate,
Some like the fruit, others consider my leaves gourmet,
Especially those with an emerald hue,

I am a big tree,
Yet even I have worries too,
Charcoal fumes and chain-saw roars taint my peace,
The Lumberman is here- my dreaded foe,
A God given dominion, a narrow mind, a motorised saw,
So much brain; I only wonder why it eludes him so,
Am I of greater value as I stand?
Or as a wad of currency in his hand?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 6, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 1, 2014


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