The tree stands in glamour
Attracting birds
Attracting bees
Attracting monkeys
Attracting snakes
Attracting eyes
And singing hymns
None cares
About the fallen leaves
Which was high above
And has served its time
They step on them, hailing the new
And ignoring their pain
Although their work is not done
Like an unwanted
They live at the mercy of legs
The winds
And the rains
While they rot
On their way home
Home to fertilisation and blessings for the tree
It might not be fair
It might not be good
But that must be known to be crude
I send strength for the fallen
Strength for the fallen leaves
You are the most important part
Of the tree, keep strengthening the land
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Mum Cee 