Poetry, Let it grow like a tree, Float and surf just free, Not every branch is in sync, Size varies so does the life we lived, If branches are memories, Twigs are the deeds good n bad with twists, Flowers? Oh they bud for a lil while, giving a cherisher being happy, Fruits? They ripe n fall, so do we, but what they give is nutrition! Isnt it? A tree seems still, on the plains or on the hills, But without them, we wont survive, Forget paying bills, God forbid, if that happens, eh human take a chill pill, ©Akhil Kael metaphorical truth #NAPOWRIMO