The Poppy There once was a seed, A tiny poppy seed, That decided to not just lay down, On the cold hard ground, In the barren field to which it had been delivered, But instead, Pushed itself away, From the possibility of decay, And decided to grow up, To push its luck, To try harder no matter what, Its surroundings threw at it, That one tiny seed, Conquered literally everything, By not just standing, But taking action, See people, #life is precious, One must not waste, For the chase of time never stops, So fill those tiny seconds, With every element of living, That could ever be possible... You might be surprised to how much that is, Go, and find out.
A voracious beginning, Same as the end, Quite a passionate #poem, That one didn't forgive, A man ripped apart, Spleen to head, Talk about descriptive, And it's all made in the mind...