the coconut trees

The charred coconut trees
Standing tall proudly display
Even when the fire dies
The wind strongly taking it

The burned out trunks
Fighting to stay alive
Breathing heavily with soot
Decaying will bring it down

The charred coconut trees
Fighting to stay alive
For others to have a chance
Surviving on the madness run

The night fall
The grim shadows flow
Standing high smoke blowing
The sky changes rain shattering the grip

The charred coconut trees
Feel the water live begin to grow
The hiding cells welcoming rain
In the darkness something exchanges

By the morning dew
Nature works its miracles
Some coconut trees survive
To give a hand for the next generation