Every Seed Grows

In this field of plantation; Where I walk and plant various parts of myself around this world; I sometimes look back and notice the trail; I recognize the lettuce of charity I’ve grown constantly through the years, the tomatoes of kindness which resonates red to the world, For as the blood flows within my temple, Kindness will always be found here; Also my celery of respect remains long, And continues growing as much as I do; And yet for all these positive elements I’ve learned to express to my environment; Occasionally I plant a bad seed which poison’s the essence of my entire being; And for that, I apologize. Although a perfectionist in small doses I am not perfect, And as a result my garden of Eden contains more infamous fruit then I would want, Stemming from lack of growth in my maturity plant; While a few of any negative offspring have cultivated, None have been more consistent in growth than my deception seed. Unfortunately as I’ve grown into adulthood, So has my subconscious lying, Sadly after a while you don’t even realize that it still sleeps in your field, And as a human constantly harvesting you learn to accept it; However evolution never grows old, And even a perfect saint contains a lifetime of imperfect downfalls, So while I’m familiar with deception, It is those virtuous seeds that grow within me, That are parallel with my height and with that, I’m content. God never asked for our field to be perfect, But to show progression, So that it could display many of lives lessons, And as my life continues adding up, I can promise the world that my dark seeds subtract simultaneously; But yet I understand we’re all human, And we must reap what we sow, Therefore I’m hoping that my seeds of empowerment in the form of black eyed peas, fall into my neighbors field, Thereby enriching their lives for yet another season.