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The “bad” Seed?

The “bad” Seed?

                     The “bad” Seed?

I’m what you made, when you planted me, in your garden,

I ‘m what you made, when you planted me, in your womb,

the judge and the legal system, has refused to grant my pardon.

I’m what have derived, once non-nurtured and non-cherished,

(but now harden), blooms and if not chiseled cold heartedly,

will be the remains of me, when placed down in my tomb.

Jim

 

P.S. (No) kid is bad, just some of the choices chose in life, can sometimes be… (Each child matters)…

 

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