An egg and seed
face off
in a battle deciding
between:
potential
or enduring difficult times
well frocked
in forces
of immigrant staffs
the seeds spread on the wind
without their own will
or direction
the eggs seek more
through fragile protection
and all to rise beyond (for some)
to internalize
to develop further
and become a beggar
with a bellybutton
using the fruit tree
for shelter and meager meals
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