Tales of Two Seeds
I will enter deep down to grow
And my root in the soil bow
My stem I spread within the loamy reach
So my boughy trunk shall in depth breach
Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage
On it I’ll display my flowers in cleavage
So my offsprings be born bountifully
To serve mankind generously
My foliage for man’s cover
And my branches for birds’ full shelter
SO SAID THE MUSTARD SEED
I shall not take a fool’s risk
Rather, my smooth body about I’ll frisk
I will not dare darkness of the deep
For my eyes, uncertainties to peep
If roused, my roots will be broken
And my stem on spread-spree will be smoken
Neither shall my body be scorched by the sun
Nor unstable seasons my life run
For I cannot watch my offshoots as spare food
And my branches too great to house little brood
SO BOASTED THE NUT SEED.
And so resoluted the two in unison resolve
There and then, they’re destined as
Each granted as wished and willed
Both prospered as prospected
The mustard in manifold manifested
The nut natured as nurtured
Time became their fortune-teller
Then one day a squirrel scratched up
The naughty nut from its niche
And made it a relish of morning meal
Copyright © Ifedayo Oshin | Year Posted 2005
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