It is probably one of the most 'boring' things created by nature. It stands there on the way, punished, with its hand like branches, up in the air. Punished for what, one wonders? Its like every other tree trying to achieve a bigger part of the sky, but then thats again so unexciting. So colorless and dull.
Its roots that dig deep, have little to boast about, they cripple the tree and make it stationary. Moreover they keep the tree alive for ages. Alive for what, one wonders? Certainly not for the birds or the animals that urinate on it. And surely not for the children who tie it with strings so as to create new rides.
The shoot and fruit just wait for their fate, resigning themselves to the wind and the animals. Spiritless and uninterested.
Its difficult to believe that red ants can experiment their habitats but trees can't. The only aspirations that a tree nurses is that of adapting to his surroundings. And when he achieves it, he fades into oblivion. Finally.
I cut these uninspired creatures to incite them and add life in them. I shout "Get up and fend for yourselves." But they certainly are a wearisome lot. They just stare at me. So I dig deeper with my axe and cry louder "Fight back you asses." But these dumb creatures don't care.
So they deserve to die.
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