Questions Poem by VIPINS PUTHOORAN

How long will you breathe my needless waste?
God created and nature nurtured me
But you're always trying to neutralise me
Who gave you the right to vanish my shadows?
My body is the soul of your being
Why are you then stabbing and suffocating me,
Cutting and wounding my green body?
The tree had hundreds of questions to me
That stabbed as thousands of arrows into my heart
When I was sitting under her shade,
Clasping an axe in my fist like a lunatic.
Those questions brought a tremble of fear in me
They benumbed my thoughts and my words
Then I saw a bird babbling with her beak
She had tons of compalints of me
''Why are you hunting and ruining our nest''?
You made us the orphans of the blue sky
You captured and killed our loved ones
You hunted and made us your feast
But we never tried to trespass your hut

Oh, What an asinine exploiter we are!
How fatal is our deeds day by day!
I bowed down with my guilt before them
That day I made a promise to save them
I found the value of perfect harmony
Then the bird sang a song for me
When the breeze touched the leaves.