Questions of Life

The green grass is trampled upon
The shrubs wither due to lack of care
The bushes catch fire as they flourish
The flowers sit in glamour vases
Till they slowly wither away
The trees stand still, fall after fall
Till one day they too meet theirs
What different does it make
If born a plant or as a human?
We share a similar biology
Be it Botany or Zoology…

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