My Cassava Farm Poem by Aston Marley

Special thanks to the almighty for his mercy, and showers over us and my cassava plants. Value what you got, don't wait for the time of disaster before realising the miracle in you.

Am the humble farmer from the soil of Africa, connecting with nature and cultivating food crops are sweet dreams. Some will never benefit from the blessings of the soil if they don't sow a seed.

We are two step away from fantasy when purity got hold of us, giving thanks to God for the breakthrough from vanity; life is a blessing from the most high. Meditating under the shades of my cassava plant, praising God through his wonderful work in nature.