Spraying and praying is a farmer’s job
hoping a few seeds sprout, grow and yield
treats them alike and cares all the same
a sprout that fears for what’s up out there 
buries itself in the puddle to end up there
aren’t we the seeds in his farming land
is it fair to bury ourselves unaccounted
when we can arise and make it count

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