Altruist Trees - Poem by Sumit Ganguly
Seeds suck soil
Put tremendous toil
To assimilate air, water, rays
Churn hours and days
To fulfil the giant desire
Of tearing space to reach higher.
As magnets, they pull rain
Suck poison and emit oxygen
When uprooted they pull up chunk
As memento of their mother's trunk
They enter our homes and stay with us
Altruists sustain our lives and relieve stress
But pay dearly for our pleasing progress.
The trees wait behind fence
To clap for Climate Conference.
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