The Dying Tree

A storm rips across the sky

The tree flinches

The storm stabs the tree once


The tree weeps

Sap spills over

The tree screams

In pain

The tree is stabbed

It feels pain

The lightning has no mercy

On it

The lightning rips through the tree

The tree waves goodbye

And slowly and painfully


The tree bleeds

Sap oozes from the wounds

It stands there