The Farmers Garden Poem by Walani Ndhlovu

In the farmers garden lies a weed
Gambling meals that crops feed
And labors the farmer to rake them all
As they are resilient, they annually grow

A forest of them wilts the enter farm
In camouflage with the stunted crops that surrender the harm
The farmer bid crops to be generous a while
For soon shall be weeding, they all smile

Light green and yellow unhappy field
Where no buds show potential for high yield
But with fertilizer the phenomenon is a lizard
That instantly changes color, a harmless wizard

Not only is the farm a victim on weeds attack
But also a colony of pests in light hours and the dark
With diseases that spice the harm like cancer
Though costly, chemicals are the answer

In the farmers garden lies struggle
That makes him spend on great cargo
But for the harvest his patience won't wait
To let him recommend there is no sweet without sweat.