Surroundings-45

Acerbic Tears Our neighbour has bought a big car Big and tall as their Neem tree Their Neem tree is happy being shading.. Their big car so could be parked under her shade I'm a daily watcher of that Neem tree In touching distance how wide she branches I wonder at her capacious space for birds Those birds' medley of a harmony every morn This morning when those birds woke me It was unusually a pensive medley of ruefulness I heard sounds of axe and saw And that was for a big space for the big car Now Neem is gone right in her top blooming season Felled to logs and pieces and trucked away far How many years she took to grow How many years still she would have been alive Vacant space is still waiting for the big car People around hope and pray Somewhere in a secret niche A bit of a Neem root is alive and resurrects