We Reap, They Sow - Poem by Mitta Xinindlu
Don't they say we reap what we sow
Or was their statement made for a show?
Whatever we plant, we eat
Whatever we build we inherit
Whatever we throw, it hits back
Sometimes we fall
for the masses' pitfalls
And inhale their tolls
Innocent men in jails.
Jesus dying for evil men.
Employees reaping promotions undeserved.
and crucified in reverse.
People reaping what others sow.
Don't they say we reap what we sow?
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