Serving And Hoping
January 1, 2021
Hey, trees!
I care of you properly
Putting fertilizer
And more;
You are now wealthy
Being free of intrigue, treachery
Betrayal, cheat and hypocrisy;
Hey, trees!
Give me fruits timely
Thinking my hunger
And more;
I am now needy
Being ill treated by tyranny, brutality
Of some ugly envious and greedy.
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