If trees talk they will complain to one another about their bitter enemy, man. They will express regret about the countless murders of their friends and relatives. They may even feel angry against the abuse they are faced with every day and the fear they have to survive each day due to road development projects and modem lifestyle. They will discuss mockingly, mankind’s thoughtlessness in cutting them down for more and more houses. I think they will express their sadness. They will also express their anger and their disappointment.
The trees will surely discuss about their forgiving friends and relatives and their sacrificial nature. Trees will cry and express grief when they see their fellow friends being cut down. Surely, they will weep. Perhaps that is what happens during autumn. Perhaps when the trees shed their leaves, they are weeping for all that they have lost during illegal felling and plundering.
They will discuss with one another how people are destroyers at heart. If trees speak, if they move, they will riot and campaign against the atrocities done to them. Broken shrieks of despair and fury will erupt from their throats. They will say that they inhabited the land even before the first man was created. They will create an awareness about the pride and greed which blind human-beings.
They will express and regret about the green monsters dwelling in a man’s brain, demanding for more, more, more. Despite all that a human does the trees will express compassion. Trees speak about their warmth and how they give us shade when human beings feel the heat and weary.
