A Quick Poem

I have always been there,
Since I can remember,
Which is a long time,
Than anybody can remember.

Here I am,
Minding my own business,
Growing, shedding, flowering,
Not disturbing anybody’s business.

Some used to collect my flowers,
Some used to take refuge under my shade,
These days, they mostly urinate on me
These days, none take refuge under my shade

I really don’t mind that
Since I’m minding my own business,
Still growing, shedding and flowering
Not disturbing anybody’s business.

I don’t know what I did in this new year,
Here I always was,
Then a car rammed into me and the boy inside died,
Some chopped me out where I always was.

But I’m to blame because there I was,
Since I was minding my own business,
Growing, shredding and flowering,
Not disturbing anybody’s business.

-The Roadside Tree-