Since four score years, I stand here in your grove
Seeing all that happens near and around
Unscrupulous cutting of my fellow trees
Have almost made this ground a desert land.
Hear my prayer and song, Oh! my dear friend
A song that comes out frome my heart and soul
And save yorself and countrymen altogether
From the impending disaster that awaits you near.
Rear me around your field, Oh, dear friend
For my leaves will provide you a cool shade
When hard toil and sivere sun exhaust you
A permanant arbour I will give to rest and relax.
I avert cyclones and draught by my might,
And bring the underneath nutriants to the surface soil
For rainfall and pleasant weather I must thrive well;
Each breath I take, purifies your breathing air.
Fruit in plenty I give at no cost
Firewood you can take at any amount
For a roof over your head, my timber comes
Nothing waste in me, a business eye would say.
Bees make their hives on my trunk and
For you they collect honey from my flowers
A swing hung on my branch will give all sports
That your children need on their holidays.
I can speak a lot, what we have done to men and earth
But who is there to listen me, you are always too busy
Bear in mind, friend, if you plant a tree in your lifetime
It will tell the generations that you had once come on earth
What better monument one can make on earth
Better than a tree that lasts for generations
Stop your nonsense of unveiling statues for memory
Plant, plants everywhere and save the land for ever!
~ Sebastian
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