The Coconut Tree

I am no ordinary tree, 

My towering body, being a pillar, tough and wide,      

My leaves are a constructor for the shade,         

From the outstanding sun which strikes the land.

Intaking the awful air, producing the clean

however, take care as these things may disappear.

I am no ordinary tree,

I am like your wood manufacturer from your local stall

My vibrant wood is just as it looks, sturdy, solid and strong,

But don’t be glad to use me a lot, 

if you do, you will see that there is none of me

Because I will have vanished from the land.

I am no ordinary tree, 

I am like your grocer at your local stall,

With fruits and fruits, hard but juicy,

Then comes my water, making you hydrated  

So you could say you had a noble feast,

So spare a thought about us for what we did,

So try to repair the impact that has been done

As we are not ordinary trees.