I saw palm trees

����������Reaching for the sky�s protection

They begged and dropped coconuts�

������The sky kept moving further away

����Saying it had to stay impartial.

It needed to be an individual entity

������������� Disconnected from trees and

���� (even birds)

�������� The sky was in a fight with mother nature

And coconuts splashed open

����������������� And got pedestrians� feet wet.

�������� �Why won�t you help me?!�

�������� �I must return my power,

if I helped you, I would have

�� to help everyone.�

����� �So the brave trees replied.

���� �����So help everyone.�

������������ �I never thought of that.�