The tree

 O my tree you are  boon of nature, you are lives, men have knives, you are rare, men are everywhere, you are silent, they are violent.

 O my tree you are  free, you are boon, they are coming soon, you are shelter for birds and creatures, they are destroyer of nature. 

O my tree you are  free, you have lives, they have knives, you have fruits, they have soups. O my tree you are free, I can see your green leaves, you give me life, I do nothing for you, you give me life, you are giver I am destroyer. 

You give me fruits, I give you grief, you are great boon of nature, I am destroyer of my future,You give me fresh air to alive. Hffay.blogspot.com