Yellow olender

Not far from my balcony

There is a yellow oleander tree,

Living alone, in this smoggy grey city.

Poison percolates in it's shrubs and vines

Ostracized forever from family of it's kind.

Like a cursed Witch in a forbidden bloodline.

Drenched in his own poison

Locked in his solitude prison,

He still thanks God, with his yellow blossoms.

For giving the life and his humble