Withered Flowers by Isaac Somto - The Isaac Somto Foundation

  • Withered Flowers by Isaac Somto

    The dazzling flowers at the front of my home
    I wake up to water it, each morning and night
    I add manure, to influence it to become solid
    I cull it, to appreciate it's magnificence and see it's awesome fragrance

    The exquisite flowers at the front of my home
    I quit watering it, each morning and night
    I quit including compost, to influence it to become solid
    I overlooked about culling it, to appreciate it's excellence

    The flawless flowers, now shriveled
    The flowers are compared to human
    The waters and excrement likened to information, knowledge, comprehension and learning,
    The minute we stop taking in, the minute we stop being alive
    We wilt away, We lose our significance.
    Like the exquisite blooms.

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