Humiliating Greatness Poem by Dr. Rani Mathew

That the seed fell down
It was with the drainage water
That the seedling was sprinkled
It was with the excreta of stray fowls
That the sapling was nurtured
Uncared and unkempt it grew
Unseen till it bloomed

With hangingcarry bags came
selfish Schemers, unashamed
Upto the brim the tree offered
with no stocktaking; who? why?
With loaded bags they returned
Itemizingdebits and credits
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