Salutations To Trees Poem by Varghese J Kuttikat

In fact, trees have a greater, nobler claim to the world
Than Man, whose greed strikes him blind
To see the fact, that is obvious as broad daylight
The Scriptures Sacred proclaim the precedence
The Garden was first set in all liveliness
And, of course, in all loveliness to offer bliss
For Man, the darling of Mother Earth, full of grace
Alas! the thankless son has betrayed the trust, turning murderous
Forest, a cluster of trees, thick and wild, abode of animals and birds
Is our ancestral home, whence we emerged sophisticated
Willful forgetting, in this case, is a sin grievous
Unpardonable, that might spell death slow, agonizing, gruesome
The axe raised against a tree is an axe raised against oneself
Would you choose deserts hellish or gardens heavenly?