Mango's Journey Poem by Manas Rastogi
Mango's Journey
Born as a unripe mango
growing all the time,
Born in a farm
or in a backyard,
Plucked when fully grown
loved by the owner,
Packed into a box
sent to market,
Sold at the market
at the price of $0.25,
Buyed by a woman
or a man,
Eaten buy the whole family
cut into pieces,
Chewed softly
tasting it with tongue,
Gulped by them
digested in the stomach,
The Journey ends.
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