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THE STORY THAT HAS GROWN DUMB BECAUSE OF THE INNOCENCE OF MAN

They live for us, We live on them ( Pic Source : internet) 

We have stopped asking them for firewood because,
We have our own induction stoves
We stopped begging them for their leaves because,
We have stainless steel plates to eat in
We stopped swinging from their branches because,
We have sophisticated machinery that thrills us better
We stopped approaching them for shade because,
We have our own air conditioned rooms
We stopped growing them because,
We find them useless in our places
But, we can never stop axing them because,
By birth WE ARE HUMANS and we live on them.
They are our luxuries, they are our necessities
But still, they remain our burdens and our weeds.
Remember, we live on the food left by them
And their last breathe is going to be our last meal.


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