The Seed

I wrestle with the seed sown in me
I’m lost in the world’s grudge with me
My entire life has been tied to what I was taught
to build bridges where there is not
to brighten the corner I am
I was raised to raise stars when they fall
I was told to sacrifice as Jesus did
and carry my lamp like Florence Nightingale
My mother taught me well
She said “John go out there and change the world”
How can it be when I’m convinced it won’t be?
How do I change a world that won’t change?
I’m pelted with stones when I try plucking fruits
They send guns after me for having a voice
I’m tired and wish to retire
but my entire life is what I was taught
I wrestle with the seed sown in me
I’m lost in the world’s grudge with me