I was a seed once,
I grew long, day by day.
They nurtured and
Pampered my veins.
And I stood proud in the yard.
I gave them fruits,
They loved me a lot.
My leaves were pure,
No worm was there.
Once, worms crawled on me,
My leaves turned brown.
Still they loved me.
My trunk wasn't pure then.
I cleaned my sap.
Oozed out bad,
And worms are nil.
Green leaves sprout,
And I loved them back.
And Now, I am Human.
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