Roots Poem by Sase vardhni

She lives in a home/house
Whose place is filled flaws
Many need to owe a fault
A fault that is never preferred to be told.

They, at times, don't follow procedure,
They, at times, lie together,
They, at times, shout with anger,
They, at times, never listen to the other,
They, at times, open their mouth to argue
They, at times, never be polite

But,
She is insisted to follow certain rules
She is advised to be polite
Scolded to follow procedure
Warned not to argue
The rootlets follow roots from seed
The plants then grow for flowers to blossom
Yield fruits to enrich

When the seeds don't possess quality
What quality could roots possess? !