Mother beans and I look alike
She gave birth to beautiful children
Her greens are blossom and pest-free.
Her Master harvested us from our mother
We become helpless orphan
And our mother was cut off.
We cried for days in chemical store
where darkness is so bright and scary
We neither see light or hope.
One day, our master come for us
and separated us from one another
While others were put in the sliver room,
I was rejected like our shell
My cry mean nothing to our masters
I wish to make my master's meal,
But she threw me to the dirty ground
where I was beaten by heavy rain and scaring wind
Hellish punishment was gifted to me by scorching sun,
But the humble ground consoled me
He takes care of me like a new bride
He provided a conducive room for me like the prodigal son.
The ground gave me a new hope and life
I waxed stronger in the stinking ground
where worm and creepy insects dwell.
I feed on rotten worms and garbages
I drink from the air
Sometimes the scorching sun gives me balance diet.
Days and Nights past, the ground make love with me
Breaking my virginity and make oath with me
I was rooted for days before my greens come forth.
I become a happy mother months after
My children were good and healthy
They look beautiful and alluring.
My Wicked master come for my children
And took them away from me
Wanting them to make her meal,
But she has forgot that they are rejected beans' children.
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