Sawing Of
the Wood
Sitting on
the Mahogany table
I View
the Chippendale curio
On the wall, an emblem of grandfather
Days, decor on the
long painted wall.
The same hearth
also saw the
Cabin of
termites in the backyard .
Ere the days of chainsaw, the raw
Wood cutting, carpenter’s dexterity
Coupled with his see-saw axe.
Saw
history and serendipity,
Designer’s technical mastery.
The wood cutting
a rough job
It is
a seasoned semi roar from
The
hands and the
blades of axe.
Saw dust sprinkled all over
Besmear the scenario.
Now
I see the about to be felled
Round giant Tree. A segregation
Of Nature
from Man.Eve’s Taste
Our distaste. Distaste for much.
In the darkness, falls many a leave
For a bright
morrow
to unravel mystery.
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