A Take on Guardian's "I see men as Trees Suffering"

A  Take  on  Guardian’s  “ I see  men as Trees   Suffering”

I see  men  as Trees  Suffering.

As  Trees  germinate, grow, yield copiously,

Finally withered  or   in  haste ,  felled  by the

Cruel  hands of  urban  sickle  or

Who   knows,deforestation ‘s  crude  motives?   

God’s  supreme  creations  unequalled ,

 Men  and  mortals ,   humans are  born,

In this  earth  where , shell  and hawks  dominate,

dormant   they   continue  to be, though

His  chiselled Marks are  already set in,

Highly  unaware of  His  motifs,

Inchoate , man lives in the template

Of  his  own self-willed  imagination,

Suffers, suffocated by  his empathy,

Jealousy,  morbidity ; yonder  the 

Trees  burn ,emit  embers, cinders

Of  man’s  angst  and  hunger.