Tales Of Two Seeds Poem by ifedayo oshin

I will enter deep down to grow
And my root in the soil bow
My stem I spread within the loamy reach
So my bought trunk shall in depth breach
Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage
On it I’ll display my flowers in cleavage
So my offspring be born bountifully
To serve mankind generously
My foliage for man’s cover
And my branches for birds’ shelter
SO SAID THE MUSTARD SEED

I shall not take a fool’s risk
Rather my smooth body about I’ll frisk
I wont dare the darkness of the deep
Nor my eyes uncertainties to peep
For if roused my root will be broken
And my stem on spread-spree will be smoken
Neither shall my body be scorched by the sun
Nor unstable seasons my life run
An my branches to great to house little brood
SO BOASTED THE NUT SEED

And so resoluted in unison resolve
Therefore, there and then they’re destined
Each granted as wished and willed
Both prospered as prospected
The mustard in manifold manifested
The nut natured as nurtured
Now fortune telling lies with time
Which will be well of the wishes
Then one day scratched up a squirrel
The naughty nut from its niche
AND IT A RELISH OF MORNING MEAL.