The Old Rat
The old rat,ran here and there
Made labyrinthine paths
Gnawed the roots of the big tree
Beneath which it lived safely
Came out to have the ripe fruits
But never was thankful for its food
The poor old tree was unaware of
Its weakening root system
Gave shade and shelter to all
One dark night,a hurricane came
The tree fell down with roots up
The rat was safe for it had escaped
Through the long path it had made
The rat told the world "Iam not the culprit"
The roots could not support such a big tree.
It should have a strong root system.