Speaking Tree

Man cries, cries in the same way An animal or a plant, once I was Told by a tree how he suffered In the hands of men and animals When he was a sapling goats did The maximum damage to him Nearly he was uprooted by the hair of his head Then he was eaten up and broken Into several pieces, next were the feet Of human beings rubbed him against The soil, one upon another came all The dangers but I withheld all as The spirit of to be alive was strong Every kinds of torture I suffered Even my tears became their medicines The pain we go through is the same Like all animals but unlike men As we do not shout or wailing And men suppose to understand everything But silence and considered deaf as Nothing they hear without sound And totally stoic and criminally indifferent Until pain is inflicted directly upon them.