The Seed Poem by Okello Baloyi

The Seed

A word of love is a mere seed of commitment, where hearts collide and be part and parcel, where nature is only overcome by love and stupidity.

In a world where poverty is planted through fear, circumstances not allowing us to reach the sky, infamously everyone just wanna rule with no roots or whatsoever!

Nature providing pollen to the stigma during the pollination, while the war of my wrongs ain't bearable the flower which is my life bloom in an unspeakable manner.

Anger destroying whatever seems to be right, violating feelings of unwicked and the other way around, with or without any justification, the tree produced uneatable fruits.

Monday, January 26, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,fear,feelings,flower,nature,poverty,tree,war
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