Who Will Help The land

who will help this land

Now they are gone?

Certify to be identified
Who will help the land

The land will be lost 
Without their love and care,
They are moving, in slower motion
Adhering to the called of a nation

 they saw the earth
 under the fingertips
Aftermath pain that lingered throughout their bodies

We must be indentified,
A title of bob marley song 
Coming in coming in from the cold
 
I need my avocados, they hate the cold 
I crave for my oranges, they hate the rain
The land will be neglected, less productivity
Certified to be qualified, 
Come in from the cold: others doors will be open

In foreign lands, they land will be floruish,’
They store will be stock to the ceiling 
they true identity will bring on affinity:
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February 22, 2025 at 10:59 AM
I need my avocados, they hate the cold I crave for my oranges, they hate the rain…Enjoyed!
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