The Mango Tree
The mango
tree, she
stands, so
proud and tall;
reaching her
branches out afar,
tempting
our tongues with succulence,
needling us
to pick up that stick and belt it
upwards
reaching for the sky and bringing her offspring
down to
earth where everyone scrambles to pick up and chew,
enjoying
the fruit of this bounteous earth; she asks for nothing in
return for
the gifts she chooses to give; us hungry young hearts and
greedy
gastronomy; while she blesses the rain for her daily sustenance
and spreads
out the shade for our own existence; do we thank her at least?
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007
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