It was many a nights ago
When the clock was hitting four
When I heard a feeble sound
Like someone crying at my door
In my haste I got up or so
Dropping my work right on the floor
Just to see what was going on
Just who was crying at my door
When I opened it I saw
Something I had never seen before
A shocking sight greeted my eyes
A little seed crying at my door
Before I could utter a word
Before I could even implore
It said, “Will you be kind enough to help
A little seed crying at your door?
“All I need is a small favour
It is not much what I ask for
I’ve been pleading but nobody’s helped
A little seed crying at their door
“I know how big I can grow
But today I’m a seed and nothing more
Kill me now when the pain is small
A little seed cries at your door
“They’ve killed my parents and many more
Tomorrow, they’ll come for me for sure
Kill me now oh gentle Sir,” said
A little seed crying at my door
Like all the others it asked before
Her plight too I chose to ignore
“There’s little I can do to help
A little seed crying at my door
“Go back to your home I say
You’ll have a better future for sure”
Everyone knew I was only lying to
A little seed crying at my door
Off it went to another home
With the same hope as it did before
Thinking someone would be kind enough to help
A little seed crying at their door
Now so many nights have passed
That tale tears me to the core
Each time that I think about
The little seed crying at my door
Is there no remedy or cure
For all the time my heart outpours
Wondering what must have happened to
The little seed crying at my door?
The world infinite is not so large for karma and kindness to soon take charge then all things cruel will be silenced and same as before God will smite all who scorned the little seed on the floor .
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This is a wonderful poem carrying a subliminal message. 🌱🪴🌳💚
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There is an underlying message here, a message most of us just don’t see…
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