
Fertile Gardens
Njeru Charles@charlesnjeru889579
1 year ago
#poetry
A season dawned,
And i became of age.
armed with seeds as it rained,
Above average overflowing gauge.
And all fertile gardens became mine.
A stray kid will always stray,
even if its mother is bleating.
Another season dawned,
and i became aged.
decades decayed days are delaying
Aflatoxic seeds and barren gardens.
empty and running bowels,
crawling to and from the washrooms.
My fertile gardens are now a desert
and the seeds grew wild
a stray kid will eventually vanish
no matter how hard the others bleats