The farmer sows seeds of corn While his wife is watching porn Under harsh weather storm While the bees come and swarm He sows the bread of worthlessness Round and round with aimlessness Shall he not reap many hopelessness As he crawls and begs in abjectness Sow the seeds of goodness Harvest the watercress Touched with grace and might Be kind don't fight Breathe the air of kindness Look for the right address Thread within his light Wrong or finally right Can't one sow golden corn seeds You can also plant swedes And reap the harvest of beans Mix it with lots of greens No no,an impossibility yes, yes tis simplicity An inbalance,the seeds of imperfection Get them together for collection That haunts the air in every direction And pleads for resurrection Sin=imperfection Virtue=perfection Temptation=endurance or sin Resistance=virtue Takes you a familiar place you've been Or places you wish you'd been For what we sow we shall reap With faith you need to take a leap That is the clear fact of life's song Learn what is written you won't go wrong
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoSep 13, 2011
Thanks alot dear C.L and everyone else who took the time to read Steve's beautiful rewrite of my poem,it has been a pleasure to work with you Steve,thanks alot for rewritting this and posting it my friend,bravo to you Steve
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