The farmer who planted you
Tends more to others
And you feel so wronged?
Heal with zeal
A thorn from another flower or an insect
Pricked your beautiful leaf
And made a worldly see through hole?
Heal with zeal
You’re shortened
When you can be tall
Because your sky has been blocked by ‘greeders’?
Heal with zeal
You don’t know how
But somehow you creep
And all plants and animals tend to make you their ground?
Heal with zeal
You are a loner
You are considered poison
Wherever you are, none wants to be?
Heal with zeal
Heal with zeal
No matter how small,
Have your meal
Stop your mind from rolling like a ball
Kill all the bothers and make them nil
You’re not the first in this hall
No matter how much you think your life unreal
Just listen to your life’s real call
Pay the bill
And head out tall
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014
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