my first poem
once you were deep down in the earth
sheltered from the the harsh weather
shun from the outside world
you were overly protected
yet was bored
what is above me?
who are there?
what is the 'thut' 'thut'?
gives you the spurt to emerge from the dark
deep in the earth u slowly climb your way up
alas freed from the dark u stretched open your arms in the open air
letting out a lazy yawn
greeted by the morning sun
'thut' 'thut' comes the stamping feet
eureka! that the "sound disturbing my sleep down there"
above the earth u were trampled by what you thought gigantic ants
you tasted your first suffering
u regret after seconds u emerge from the deep
thinking of going back
but the earth close its entrance to u
there no turning back!
not only are u suffering from physical pain
but also 'intro' pain
no longer are u feed with with fresh oxygen in the deep
but the polluted exhaust
the black y gas create havoc in your lungs
not willing to stepback
u endure the harsh environment u are in
in the street you stand in awe
your arms spread like like that of many eagles
unlike those first 2 arms
flame from a candle resembles your many green fingers
who would have believed u once was a feeble sampling
u protected men from the harsh weather
the scorching sun
the freezing ice drop
however u put man at risk of
putting the thunderstorm aside
u provide us with fresh oxygen
how does man repay u?
Chop u off and make into paper!
They destroy your cream ofof the crops
by doing so they inflict continous pain in you
what more they
feed u with polluted exhaust
do we deserve your protection?
You wonder what ahead of u?
but fear curiousity will lead to danger when u once trying to emege from the earth
u decided to stay fully rooted to earth as u are afraid of the unknown
yet again u shun yourself from the world
however this time round u choose it this way
the butterdlies kept telling
man! U miss so much
do you know that out there the floor is blue and moving
unlike here where the top is blue
do u know this ?
do u know that?
Realised how much u missed
u decided to move on..
feets of yours are permently rooted to the ground there no way u can move
thinking of your youngs
"bring my youngs out of here , to a place far from here"
u beg mr butterflies
I don wan my offsprings to be laugh at being a frog in a well
in returnu provide them with fresh nectar
nothing in the world is free ya?
Well at least this way your offsprings get to see the world on their way to
the other part of earth
your hearts lungs had completely blacken
u decide to take vengence on man for his doing
u release multiple spores into the air and block their windpipes
mascare of man
with man lying on floor
mass decomposition takes place
out of sudden the supply of oxygen is use up
u too suffociate