We are but Kernels
We are but kernels
At the bottom of a paper cage
Inscribed with the words
“this is up”
One simple instruction
One vague direction
One open ended demand
In mere minutes we are transformed
Expanding inside
Until we finally find the courage
To burst out of our shells
Only to be eaten by the world around us.
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