Let me be, basking in the sunny life,
Tucked away from the battering human knife,
Bereft of fear, camouflaged in nature’s
guise,
Unscathed,
protected from the domineering device.
I shudder at the cries in my
neighborhood, of felled life,
And the stories of the zealous devil
stacking storied rife,
Erasing my likes mercilessly, with
reasons unfathomable and disguised,
Conniving and belligerent but always
unbiased,
Feeling powerless, unable to run or
hide, amidst cries loud,
I wish for a mask to blend into the
modern shroud,
Wrapping me from head to toe, or making
me invisible to human eye,
Casing me up whenever there is an
impending danger nearby.
There isn’t much that I ask for, but a
small space to grow and bloom,
To shelter birds and insects in my
folds, to help them live and groom,
Be sacrificial in sharing my fruits, to protect
lives under my shady wings,
To adorn the parks, where families cradle
up my feet to spend the evenings,
I am but a life and I want to play my
part,
Amongst the wild and in every heart,
As a part of the ecosystem forming a
nurturing path,
Let me be, lest you shall face nature’s
wrath.