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23rd July, 2000 | 12:00 – 00:12

Cracked earth for acres –
no sign of myself.
I’ve lost my identity
in a jungle of concrete.

who gave you life,
you destroyed me?
You were my son,
who lay under my cool shade.
I helped you sleep
in my soft, breezy lullabies;
you were hungry,
I fed you delicious fruit;
you were shivering –
I cut my arms to give you warmth!
you destroyed my whole existence?

Grant me a boon, O’ son,
plant me in your garden.
Help me spread my flowery fragrance
forever in your world.
Remember, son,
if I am not there,
you won’t survive either.

Save yourself
by saving me.