None sow the seeds; The dry seeds of the deadly sins; All just burst to a form by itself; Otherwise you will surely find its brand name; trade mark or even the historical imprints on its body; Later it grows to a tree; A leafless tree; To dry away again as seedless ! * BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI williamsji@yahoo.com www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI