I plant the last
seed of life
In the barren
dying earth
Foreseeing
nothing but
Humane sprouts shooting
out
I searched for a
stream
Or a pond to
water
But all I brought
back was
Nothing but
disappointment
I find no way out
To regret and
give up
So with deepest
compassion
I nurture it with
my tears
And I fence it
with my arms
On this day as I
wheezed for
Some fresh air
before I depart the life
A wind of faith
was blown
Ventilating my
whole, my soul
By the last heir
of a dumb world
And the mother of
the next
I found her,
adorn in green
Head held high
like a warrioress
Strongly
determined to
Paint this world
again Green…
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