For the past decade
I am made to know
To go down on my knees to sow
My tears on hard concrete floors
Now its time to grow
Rising throw cracks and molds.
I see red leaves
My eyes just cant believe
Curse or Miracle
Its not even probable
Mind cant conceive
Beige fruits on tree
Only three feet
No need for water
Or even good weather
Only time has grown farther
Yield exotic food of my labor
I will share the seeds
Learn and proceed
With same methods
And you will yield even better feeds
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