Like with global warming,
Others need patience to fully mature,
Like a child that's forming,
You must sit many moons patient, alert,
Content with passing time,
Trees do not rush its blooms or falling leaves,
Say to yourself, "why then would I rush mine?"
Still condemn those who enslave for big brands,
Fight so the poor can live,
But the seeds in you, to open and thrive,
Need all that you can give:
That's room to grow,
You know of what I speak,
You are a forest with new and old life,
The best potential in you yet to peak.
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