<p>On Cubbon Road there was a tree<br />Holding its arms out to the world;<br />Sheltering all the folks we see.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Over the road it spread its shade;<br />Its roots dug deep, its trunk so thick;<br />And within it, birds and squirrels played.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />It sucked the poisons from the air<br />Exchanging oxygen for carbon dioxide<br />It made the heavens so sweet and fair<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Its branches made a cooling shade<br />And for a hundred years refreshed the soul<br />Of every passing man and maid.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Men with axes, saws and knives<br />Came to hack and slash and bleed<br />The timber mafia with their bribes<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />They were dirty little cowards all<br />To cut down that beautiful, harmless tree<br />May they rot in a hell with concrete walls.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />But their evil deed did not succeed;<br />For today the tree has shoots and leaves;<br />She is fighting, struggling, she will not concede<br />She is a beauty and she will not stay down.<br /><br /><em>By Mikhila Row, <br />Lotus Court, Bangalore</em></p>.<p>Poet’s note: We would be absolutely nothing if there were no trees. Sometimes we need to sit back and try to remember that there are many other creatures living in this world besides us and trees have done nothing to harm us. They are home to a bunch of harmless creatures and we should not destroy their homes. We should stop being selfish and think about others on the planet. But this tree I am talking about has fought for dear life. It has grown back with great difficulty. I do not understand what joy people get from cutting down trees.<br /><em>Mikhila Row</em> </p>
<p>On Cubbon Road there was a tree<br />Holding its arms out to the world;<br />Sheltering all the folks we see.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Over the road it spread its shade;<br />Its roots dug deep, its trunk so thick;<br />And within it, birds and squirrels played.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />It sucked the poisons from the air<br />Exchanging oxygen for carbon dioxide<br />It made the heavens so sweet and fair<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Its branches made a cooling shade<br />And for a hundred years refreshed the soul<br />Of every passing man and maid.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />Men with axes, saws and knives<br />Came to hack and slash and bleed<br />The timber mafia with their bribes<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />They were dirty little cowards all<br />To cut down that beautiful, harmless tree<br />May they rot in a hell with concrete walls.<br />She was a beauty but they hacked her down.<br /><br />But their evil deed did not succeed;<br />For today the tree has shoots and leaves;<br />She is fighting, struggling, she will not concede<br />She is a beauty and she will not stay down.<br /><br /><em>By Mikhila Row, <br />Lotus Court, Bangalore</em></p>.<p>Poet’s note: We would be absolutely nothing if there were no trees. Sometimes we need to sit back and try to remember that there are many other creatures living in this world besides us and trees have done nothing to harm us. They are home to a bunch of harmless creatures and we should not destroy their homes. We should stop being selfish and think about others on the planet. But this tree I am talking about has fought for dear life. It has grown back with great difficulty. I do not understand what joy people get from cutting down trees.<br /><em>Mikhila Row</em> </p>