Tree Vibes

 I lived beside the road,

Standing with thousands of leaves load.

I watch people riding on bikes,

Talking about their likes and dislikes.

I was happy there,

But , not here.

I don't need any care,

Just a small land's share.

I was cut for building,

I left shouting and yielding.

And now I'm in an industry of paper,

My products are made and tied in a wrapper.

The product is paper,

Not so important like like gold or a skyscraper.

I was sold to a child,

He was a brat and behaved wild.

He use to tear me,

And use to make origami and fly me free.

Please do save me,

In any form, I'm in

Because I'm a tree,

Because I'm a tree.

- ADS