What did Juliet know ?

This photograph, part of the "Wounded" series, clicked by my FB friend Arvind Khanna is the tragedy of our times.

Trees are considered inconvenient for urban growth and development. So many that grew over decades and centuries, are cut with machine precision, often under false pretences, and carted away , sold to the highest bidder , to lumber yards.

Shakespeare's  tragic Juliet did prolonged farewells to Romeo from balconies, saying they would meet the next day ("Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. ...).

These two , parted and separated below,  are the real tragedy  . For them, nothing is sweet, it's all sorrow, and there is no tomorrow.

(photograph by Arvind Khanna)

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Sweet for those
who sanctioned ,
executed,

and
gave permission
for the illegal cutting...

Sorrow,
for someone
decapitated
during a fruitful phase in life;

for someone
who gave dependable housing
to the birds;

for someone
whose childhood
was spent climbing all over;

and someone
who
after a hot day
working 5 houses,
sat down in its shade
to catch a breath and
meet a friend.

For Juliet,
it was
" I shall say good night till it be morrow".

Here, and for these,
there is no morrow.