Please Don't Cut Me Poem by Prayash Gupta

Please don't cut me; I'll serve you throughout my life.
(No, no we will cut you; we have to earn lots of money)

See, I'm giving you shade and fruits.
(We don't need it-shade we can find at home, fruits
we'll buy from market)

I will give you Oxygen and take your Carbon dioxide.
(Who cares - you take both of them)

Just think if you cut me, the habitat of birds, ants and spiders
will be disturbed.
(Don't worry about them, they will find some other
places to live in)

You can cut my twigs and branches.
(No, our profit will be minimized)

Please let me live, I'll serve you throughout my life.
(No, no. We'll cut you; we have to earn lots of profits.)