Oh woe is me
whenever I think of me mango tree
before I even know who I be
I knew that precious mango tree
Every morning I would wake to see
that tree standing so royally
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
I long to see
you see
I never raise in the country
or even living by the sea
I born and grow in Kingston City
I have no long lasting memories
of sitting under trees
resting in the summer breeze
or sitting in a mango walk
eating so much mango I can barely talk
No
All I really know about trees
is what dat mango tree did mean to me
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
I long to see
Me mango tree
That mango tree stood so majestically
a symbol of the bond between our neighbours and we
For as much as we would disagree
there would stand that mango tree
So you can understand how hard it is for me
to bear the possibility
that me and me favourite mango tree
together again will never be
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
I long to see
Me mango tree
Between you and me
you have inflicted a pain of the highest degree
you chop down such sweet memories
of eating mangoes in twos and threes
No, you decided unanimously
to destroy a poor defenseless tree
all in the name of "security"
as if you tink that mango tree
jus come about like dat for free
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
I long to see
Me mango tree
di poor and lonely mango tree
had no opportunity
to flee
or even bawl out 'cree!'
not to mention a chance to plea
for the right to just BE
and up to now I cannot see
why you felt such a pressing need
to do such a horrendous deed
you never even save a seed
but surely out of selfish greed
you come chop down me one and only mango tree
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
I long to see
Me mango tree
For as sure as my name is Nadya Dee
and for as long as I live and talk and breathe
I will never forget the day, you see
you took an axe and timbered ME
Me mango tree
Me mango tree
Never again will I see
Me sweet and lovely mango tree
Loved it! Great poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks Twubbles!
ReplyDeleteit is a nice poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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