If Trees Grieve Poem by sydney conteh

If trees could grieve, I wonder
what they will say
will their branches shrivel up in dismay
Maybe you will see their rage
Branches whipping themselves
To a state of furious frenzy

Sometimes I envy trees
They are strong enough
or stubborn enough
Crazy enough
Broken enough

To hide their pain and anguish
I am here
Crying my eyes out
Body sapped
Watching the news, a headline saying
"Black person shot down, blood fertilizing the soil"
I exercise all the words I own
All that was
My child
my child
Why did it have to be you