Tree

This is a poem choosing love and hate or no feeling.

I'm jealous of you tree

You sit and watch me

The tears roll down my face



I'm jealous as you know

You have no friend or foe

No one to hurt you so



I wish I could be

A lonely old tree

No feeling no nothing



I'm jealous of the tree

It knows nobody

Gets hurt by not a thing



No parents to leave

No love to keep

Not a soul loves or hates a tree



I want to be the tree

Watching the tears roll down the cheeks

Knowing nothing of what I see



I want to feel nothing

No desires

And no let downs



I want my only concern

To be not falling down

And photosynthesis



I am jealous of the trees

They are all they will be

They feel nothing



But without hate

There is no love

Could I live in that world?



I want the hate and pain to end

But is that worth

Having no feeling



I'm jealous of you tree

You sit and watch me

The tears roll down my face



I'm jealous as you know

You have no friend or foe

No one to hurt you so



But you too envy me

You want to feel

Even if you must sacrifice no pain



You're jealous as I know

That I have a friend and foe

Because no one can love you so