The Tree Frog

The Tree Frog (circa 1968, editted)

The tree frog perched in the tree outside my window,
Chirping about treasure at the end of the rainbow.
“Silly tree frog, what do you know about gold and riches?
“Silly man, what do you know about angels and witches?”

“Maybe there is gold under rainbows and you're right;
And maybe 'it is always darkest before the light'.
But maybe, silly frog, you're just can't see the reality,
An optimist who won't see the world's growing mortality.”

“No, conceited man, you pessimist, are living in unreality,
Who can't see through the deaths the increasing natality.
Each baby born may be the saviour of your world;
The one to see the international peace flag unfurled.”

“No, ridiculous frog, man knows love but not mankind!”
“No, blind man, all mankind wants peace, you will find!”
“No, ignoramus frog, I want peace, but I am the only one!”
But he started to argue back, so I shot him with my gun.

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