what our city was like when you were a sapling.
Tell me when these
buildings that surround you replaced your sibling trees.
Tell me when this
road was widened stranding you amidst the traffic.
Tell me how you
became a big hindrance instead of a cool shade.
Tell me who let
your branches be cut to let buses pass below.
Tell me how the
skywalk's pillars came up like tombstones beside you.
Tell me rain-tree
when will they cut you down (as) so many tonnes of wood.