Those Trees

Those trees, those giant trees
That locked branches with each other
Once lined either sides of the road

Those trees, those noisy trees
We were ‘shit’ scared to walk under
Homed a crowd of cackling birds

Those trees that dripped water
Long after the rain stopped
Those trees that hid the sun even in summer

Those trees that seemed to
Have stood there forever
Those trees that seemed like
They would stand there forever
Are gone now.

They were sawn across their trunks
And dug out from their roots
Leaving no trace of them
Except in memories.

Well they had to go
To make way to a flyover
There was no choice you know?
(not for them atleast).

-Rawjeev