Once Was A Tree

Written by: Kaunda Salimu

Once was a tree
Not just any ordinary tree.
Once was introduced to a 
world
of no worries for 
tomorrow.
Once was a special tree 
so said
those who planted me.
Once grew without 
knowledge of
my purpose on earth.
I guess it's nature.
To survive, from birth.
All I needed was nurture.
Once friends I had would
converse with I in the 
woodlands.
Once we would bow due 
to the
wind blows in the 
woodlands.
Once I survived death 
from wild
fires.
Once time came when 
the OWNER
of the woodlands 
ordered to cut
down the trees grown 
enough to
be processed.
Once in my life said 
GOODBYE to
my friends I thought I'll 
have for
the rest of my life.
Once I felt the wrath of 
death. But
on the bright side of it, 
my life
purpose was revealed.
Once my life has new 
meaning. To
provide tangible 
substance to the
world is my purpose on 
earth,
after processing.
Once again the OWNER 
will
choose my future from 
here.
Once Was A Tree....