THE UNFRUITFUL SEED

Bitter tears that flows like a stream,
They flow silently and soundlessly eluding darkness in her heart,
They flow silently from the pains in her heart,
Pains that cannot be spoken of or heard,
They turn into a huge lump in her head.

Her heart takes the pain, bringing anger,
Sadness and regrets as they flow ceaselessly,
        Silently and soundlessly from her heart.
        She curses the day the seed was planted,
        She regrets those times she spent waiting for its fruits.

        Seeing darkness grow within her saddens her,
        Sometimes she wished she had the light to set her free from darkness,
        She wished those tears could refuse to flow tacitly,
She wished she could be free from darkness
She wished she could share her pains with everyone.

 Hiding the pains and smiling everyday,
Everyone thought she was an happy woman,
But no one believed that she was wrestling with darkness,
So she cried silently everyday,
Feeding herself with slow death.

She remembered that fateful day she planted the seed,
She laboured fervently, so that the seed would grow,
So that the seed would crown her efforts with many fruits,
She nurtured the seed for many years,
Expecting it to grow and yield many fruits.

Indeed, the seed grew and yielded many fruits,
But it decided to be unfruitful to her,
She could not eat from the fruit because
The fruit became very bitter for her and
It crowned her efforts with nothing.

The seed was a blessing to many but was a curse to her,
        Many ate the fruits of the seed but
She was disallowed from eating the fruits of her labour.
All her efforts of planting and nurturing the seed
Was counted as nothing to the seed.

She was abandoned by the seed,
Confused whether the seed remembered her or
The seed decided to repay her with evil.
Only the seed understood the reason it abandon and
Forsook her without remorse.


 Her heart longs for the seed everyday,
 She wished it could free her from darkness,
 Many of her dreams showed the seed bringing a great light,
 If only some dreams could be reality,
 Then she would never had been abandoned.

She finds very hard to believe that
The seed abandoned her,
She tries you recall all of her good deeds to the seed
She sits down one day and she cried in a loud voice to her creator:
"Where have I gone wrong in raising this seed".

She thinks over and over again,
She had nurtured the seed mentally,
Psychologically, spiritually and emotionally.
If fate could have it,
Every other seeds wished to have a mother like her.

She had trained the seed on how to be calm
And relaxed when faced with many impossibilities,
She had counseled the seed on life,
The importance of life and
How to live a life filled with purpose and fulfillment.


She asked herself again:
       "Have I led my seed into the path of destruction".
        She had led the seed into the right path and
The right way to determination,
Fulfilment and success

Everytime she remembers the seed's ungratefulness,
Silent and bitter tears flows like a steam within her,
She blames her self everyday,
Thinking that she did not give her all
In raising and nuturing her seed.

After suffering for a very long time,
The seed decided to repay her kindness,
Alas, a great tragedy had stricken!
She had returned to her Creator and,
Bitter tears flowed from the seed's eyes tacitly.
                                                 #ifemiposi