Wahab Abdul Poet I do not know?

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.

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