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A Hanging Fruit

In a lea, he saw a ripe, sagging mango fruitlet Fruitlet, he decided to approach, touch and pick Pick a fruitlet whose man he flouted Flouted owner but he knew he was larceny Larceny of a fruit, ripe or not, he hit it on ground Ground with grass or naked, he was no care No care but should plant his own tree A tree to kill his strong desire Desire of harming fruits hanging on a tree A tree another man planted Poem by N. Mugisho

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